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The  Mary  Frances 
Garden  Book 

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Adventures  Among 

the  Garden  People 

by  Jane  Eayre  Fryer 

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THE  MARY  FRANCES  COOK  BOOK 

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The  Mary  Frances  Cook  Book  is  the  exceptionally  clever  and  fascinating  story  of  a  little  girl 
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fairy  Thimble  People  teach  Mary  Frances  to  sew.  It  teaches  the  reader  how  to  sew — how  to 
make  every  variety  of  garment — how  to  make  the  various  stitches — how  to  use  patterns — how  to 
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REFACE 


Dear  Boys  and  Girls: 

Mary  Frances  and  Billy  have  been  growing  up, 
and  with  their  growing,  they  have  learned  to  love 
the  great  out-of-doors. 

No,  they  haven't  outgrown  fairy  folk,  at  least 
Mary  Frances  hasn't,  for  that  is  a  part  of  this  story — 
how  Feather  Flop,  the  rooster,  and  Jack-in-the-Pulpit 
and  Bouncing  Bet,  the  fairies  of  the  wood,  helped 
teach  her  to  garden. 

But  in  their  study  and  work,  Mary  Frances  and 
Billy  learned  more  than  that — they  learned  to  ap-' 
predate  what  a  wonderful  amount  of  energy  is  ex- 
pended by  Mother  Nature  in  growing  one  little  plant 
from  a  seed;  how  careful  she  is  that  nothing  be 
wasted;  and  what  pleasure  there  is  in  tilUng  the  soil, 
and  helping  things  grow! 

Everything  else  in  the  Mary  Frances  stories  had 


Preface 


to  do  with  indoors:  in  cooking,  feeding  the  body; 
in  sewing,  clothing  the  body;  in  housekeeping,  shel- 
tering the  body.  In  gardening,  which  took  them 
out-of-doors,  the  children  had  so  much  fun  and  had 
so  much  to  learn,  that  the  whole  story  cannot  be 
put  down  here — you  must  finish  it  out  for  yourselves 
in  your  own  gardens. 

That  you,  too,  may  learn  to  help  things  grow, 
and  share  the  pleasure  which  Mary  Frances  and 
Billy,  and  their  friends,  Eleanor  and  Bob,  had  in 
making  a  garden,  is  the  wish  of 

The  Author. 
Merchantville,  N.  J. 


I. 

II. 

III. 

IV. 

V. 

VI. 

VII. 

VIII. 

IX. 

X. 

XL 

XII. 

XIII. 

XIV. 

XV. 

XVI. 

XVII. 


ONTENTS 


Feather  Flop,  the  Garden  Boss  . 
Feather  Flop  Oversleeps  .  . 
Billy  Plans  the  Garden  .  . 
Feather  Flop's  Argument  .  . 
Gardens  for  Little  Folks  . 
Gardens  for  Big  Boys  and  Girls 

Early  Spring  Garden 

Early  Summer  Garden 

Mid-Summer  Garden 

Autumn  Garden 

Some  Favorite  Annuals 

Window  Boxes 

Billy  Tests  the  Soil 

How  TO  Plant 

The  Outdoor  Seed-Bed 

Seed  Babies  and  Their  Nurses    . 
Names  of  Parts  of  Flowers.    .    . 


Vlll 


Contents 


CHAPTER  PAGE 

XVIII.    Good  Mrs.  Bee 102 

XIX.  The  Story  of  Fertilization  .    .    .   106 

XX.  The  Story  of  the  Honey  Bee.    .   113 

XXI.    How  THE  Bees  Work 119 

XXII.  The     Children's     Money-making 

Plans 126 

XXIII.  Mr.  Hop  Toad  Hops  In 131 

XXIV.  Mr.  Cutworm,  the  Villain    .    .    .   142 
XXV.  Birds  as  Plants'  Friends   ....   145 

XXVI.    Little  Ladybird 153 

XXVII.    Curly  Dock 157 

XXVIII.  The  Stupid  Honey  Drops   ....   161 

XXIX.  Some  Sprays  for  Garden  Pests    .   165 

XXX.    Early  Vegetables 170 

XXXI.  Feather  Flop's  Temptation   .    .    .   175 

XXXII.  Feather  Flop  Gets  Angry     .    .    .178 

XXXIII.  Father  and  Mother's  Surprise    .   183 

XXXIV.  Feather  Flop  Makes  Up    ....   188 
XXXV.    Roses 192 

XXXVI.  The  Best  Roses  to  Plant  ....   199 


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CHAPTER  PAGE 

XXXVII.    The  Wicked  Rose  Bugs 211 

XXXVIII.  The  Fairy  Wood  Nymphs    ....  217 

XXXIX.    Good  and  Bad  Weeds 225 

XL.  Bouncing  Bet  and  Her  Friends  .  233 

XLI.  Buttercup  and  Daisy  Families     .  242 

XLII.    Water  Babies     249 

XLIII.    How  Plants  Grow 257 

XLIV.    A  Wicked  Innkeeper 262 

XLV.    Uninvited  Guests 267 

XL VI.  How  Seed  Babies  Travel  ....  270 

XL VII.  Have  a  Seat  on  a  Toad  Stool.    .  274 

XL VIII.  Some  Ways  to  Rid  of  Weeds    .    .  280 

XLIX.  Queen's  Lace  Trims  Well     .    .    .  287 

L.  The  Wild  Flower  Garden.    .    .    .  292 

LI.  Growing  Perennials  from  Seed  .  298 

LII.  The  Money  the  Children  Made  .  303 

LIII.  Mary  Frances'  Garden  Party  .    .310 

LIV.    Feather  Flop's  Conceit 323 

LV.  Bob  and  Billy's  Vacation  ....  328 

LVI.  Daffodil  and  Other  Bulbs    .    .    .  334 


LVII. 
LVIII. 

LIX. 

LX. 

LXI. 

LXII. 

LXIII. 

LXIV. 

LXV. 


Contents 

PAGE 

Billy  Builds  a  Hotbed 344 

Some    Hints    on    Growing    Vege- 
tables      348 

The  City  Garden 360 

Garden  Color-Pictures 364 

Patterns  for  Paper  Flowers    .    .  367 
The  Mary  Frances  Garden  Cut- 

OuTS 371 

Little  Gardeners'  Calendar     .    .  373 

Budding  and  Grafting 376 

Prizes  at  the  County  Fair    .    .    .   377 


To  be  Cut  Out  and  Mounted  by  the  Reader 

(For  Instructions,  See  Chapter  LXII) 

1.  Mary  Frances'  Play  House I,  II 

2.  Mary  Frances'  Early  Spring  Garden   .    .  Ill 

3.  Mary  Frances'  Early  Summer  Garden     .  IV 

4.  Mary  Frances'  Mid-Summer  Garden  ...  V 

5.  Mary  Frances'  Autumn  Garden VI 


These  cut-outs  will  familiarize  the  child  with  the 
plants  shown,  and  their  season  of  bloom,  and  inspire 
a  love  for  practical  out-of-door  gardening. 


HE  PLANT  FAMILIES 


Cherry 
Rose 

Blackberry 
Strawberry 

Peach 
Apple 

Potato 
Egg  Plant 
Tomato 


NSTRDCTIONS  ■ 


GARDENING 

CHAPTER 

1.  To  Prepare  the  Soil XIII,  XIV 

2.  How  TO  Plant  Seeds .  XIV,  XV 

3.  Names  of  Parts  of  Flowers  .    .    .  XVII,  LXI 

4.  Fertilization  or  Reproduction  .    .  XIX-XXI 

5.  Insect  Enemies  and  Remedies XXIX 

6.  How  TO  Plant  Bulbs LVI 

7.  Concerning  Vegetables LVIII 

8.  Roses:  How  to  Plant  and  Tend 

xxxv-xxxvir 

9.  The  Best  Roses  to  Grow XXXVI 

10.  Annuals:  When  and  How  to  Plant   ...  XI 

11.  Perennials:  When  and  How  to  Plant  .    .    .    LI 

12.  How    TO    Tell    the     Common    Wild 

Flowers XXXIX-XLVIII 

13.  How  Plants  Grow- XLIII 

14.  How  TO  Make  a  Hotbed LVII 


Instructions 


HE  GARDEN  PEOPLE 


Good  Mrs.  Bee 


Feather  Flop 


Little  Lady  Bird 
Beauty  Butterfly 

Mr.  Hop  Toad 


Mr.  Cut  Worm 


The  Wicked 
Rose  Bugs 


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CHAPTER  I 

Feather  Flop,  the  Garden  Boss 

H,  dear,  I  can't  understand  a  word  this  book 
says,"  sighed  Mary  Frances,  who  was  sitting 
on  the  garden  bench,  looking  over  a  seed 
catalogue.     ''I  can't  understand  it!" 

''Of  course  j^ou  can't,"  said  a  strange  voice.  ''Not 
without  help." 

Mary  Frances  was  startled;  she  looked  about,  but 
saw  no  one. 

"Why,  who  can  it  be?"   she  exclaimed. 

"  You  can't  without  help,  I  said." 

Feather  Flop,  the  big  Rhode  Island  Red  rooster, 
came  strutting  around  the  corner  of  the  bench. 

"Why,  is  it  you?"  cried  Mary  Frances.  "What  do 
you  know  about  gardening?" 

"I  ought  to  know  a  lot  about  gardening.  Fve 
lived  in  a  garden  most  of  the  time  ever  since  I  was 
hatched,"  shrilled  Feather  Flop. 

"Yes,  you  have,"  laughed  Mary  Frances,  "and 
you've  eaten  up  what  you  oughtn't  to,  too." 


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^'That  was  when  I  was  bad.  Fm  going  to  be  good 
now 

''Oh,  well,  that  is  different,"  replied  Mary  Frances. 
''What's  the  first  thing  to  do?" 

"Let  me  see,"  said  Feather  Flop,  scratching 
his  head  with  one  foot.  "Let  me  see — why,  the 
first  thing — the  first  thing  is  to  get  the  ground 
ready!" 

"What  do  you  do  to  get  it  ready?"  asked  Mary 
Frances. 

"  Wh}^,  dig,  of  course,"  answered  Feather  Flop.  "  I 
can  dig." 

"Well,  well,"  rephed  Mary  Frances,  "I  see  you 
really  want  to  help  me,  so  we'll  plan  out  what  we're 
going  to  do.  I  want  all  kinds  of  flowers  and  vege- 
tables." 

"Did  you  start  the  seeds  in  the  house  in  March  so 
that  some  would  be  ready  to  set  out  now?"  asked 
Feather  Flop  anxiously. 

"Oh,  no,"  said  Mary  Frances,  "but  Billy  did.  He 
has  a  lot  of  little  seedlings  growing." 

"Can't  you  steal  some?"  asked  Feather  Flop. 

"Oh,  I  wouldn't  do  that,  Feather  Flop,"  said  Mary 


Feather  Flop,  the  Garden  Boss 


Frances.  "Would  you?  Fd  rather  ask  Billy  for 
them." 

''Don't  say  anything  about  me  when  you  do," 
begged  the  rooster; 

"Why?"   queried  Mary  Frances. 

''I'm  afraid  of  him.  He's  chased  me  out  of 
the " 

"Vegetable  garden  several  times  this  Spring, 
already,"  laughed  Mary  Frances.  "Maybe  if  he  knew 
how  much  you  wanted  to  help  with  this  surprise  garden 
of  mine,  he  would  be  kinder  to  you." 

"He's  kind  enough,"  said  Feather  Flop,  "but  I'm 
not  anxious  to  know  him  much  better  yet  a  while.  So 
I'll  ask  you  not  to  mention  me." 

"All  right,"  agreed  Mary  Frances,  "I  think  I  under- 
stand.    But  Billy  wouldn't  hurt  you." 

"Do  you  really  wish  me  to  help  you,  Miss  Mary 
Frances?"   asked  the  rooster. 

"I  certainly  do,  Feather  Flop,"  said  the  little  girl; 
"if  you  will  be  so  kind." 

She  could  scarcely  keep  from  laughing  at  how  pleased 
and  proud  he  looked. 

"Then,  let  us  take  a  look  at  the  garden  plot,"  he 


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said,  leading  the  way  to  the  front  of  Mary  Frances' 
play  house. 

''I'll  set  right  to  work,"  said  Feather  Flop,  begin- 
ning to  scratch,  ''right  to  work,  and  dig  the  whole  after- 
noon, and  early  to-morrow  morning,  too." 

"Don't  work  too  hard,"  said  the  Httle  girl.  "I 
think  I  ought  to  help  3'OU." 

"Oh,  no,  little  Miss,"  answered  Feather  Flop. 
"Why,  see  what's  done  already." 

Mary  Frances  put  her  hand  over  her  mouth  to 
keep  from  laughing  aloud  as  she  looked  at  the  little 
round  hole  the  rooster  had  made. 

"You  do  splendidly,"  she  said,  "and  to-morrow 
morning  I'll  be  here  bright  and  early." 

"Just  one  question,"  called  Feather  Flop.  .  "Is 
the  garden  a  secret?" 

Mary  Frances  turned  back.  "In  a  way,"  she 
explained.  "You  see.  Father  gave  Billy  a  part  of  our 
big  garden  for  his  camp  and  garden " 

"I  know,"  said  Feather  Flop,  nodding.  "I  was 
down  there  one  day — and  I  don't  care  to  go  again." 

"I  wanted  to  ask  Father  for  a  garden  plot  of  m}^ 
own,"  went  on  Mary  Frances,  "but  Billy  said,  'Why 


Feather  Flop,  the  Garden  Boss 


don't  you  have  a  flower  garden  in  front  of  your  play 
house,  and  a  vegetable  garden  back  of  it  and  surprise  all 
the  folks?'  You  can't  imagine,  Feather  Flop,  how 
delighted  I  was  with  that  idea." 

''Fine  idea!"  agreed  Feather  Flop,  scratching  again. 
**  Won't  it  be  splendid  when  the  things  grow!" 

''And  won't  it  be  a  perfectly  lovely  surprise!"  cried 
Mary  Frances. 

"I  won't  tell  anybody,"  volunteered  Feather  Flop. 
"It  will  be  grand  to  have  a  real  secret  with  someone." 

"Oh,  thank  you,  good  old  Feather  Flop,"  answered 
Mary  Frances.  "Are  you  certain  you  don't  want  me  to 
help  spade  up  the  garden?" 

"Claws  were  made  before  spades,"  said  Feather 
Flop,  scratching  away.  "I'd  like  to  do  this  myself, 
please.  Come  bright  and  early  in  the  morning  when 
you  hear  me  crow." 


CHAPTER  II 


Feather  Flop  Oversleeps 


VERY  early  in  the  morning  Mar}^  Frances  awoke 
and  listened  a  long  time  for  Feather  Flop's 
signal,  but  not  a  sound  was  to  be  heard  except 
the  faint  crowing  of  a  distant  rooster  at  the  far  end  of 
the  village. 

"I  expect  he  crowed  before  I  was  awake,"  con- 
cluded ]\Iary  Frances,  as  she  quickly  dressed  and  went 
down-stairs  on  tiptoe. 

The  sun  was  just  getting  up  as  she  ran  out  into  the 
garden. 

''Hello,  Feather  Flop,"  she  called  softly  as  she 
hurried  along,  but  there  was  not  a  sight  or  sound  of 
Mr.  Rooster. 

''Mercy,"  she  thought,  "I  hope  nothing's  happened 
to  him.  Where  can  he  be?  Oh,  see,  he's  dug — let  me 
count,"  (counting  them  off)  "eighteen  holes!  ^Nly,  it 
must  have  tired  him  out.". 

"But  where  can  he  be?"  she  went  on,  and  called 
again  and  again  as  loudly  as  she  dared: 


Feather  Flop  Oversleeps 


'' Feather  Flop!" 

"Feather  Flop!" 

"FEATHER  FLOP!" 

"Oh,  maybe  he's  in  my  play  house!"  she  suddenly 
thought  and  ran  to  look.  And  there  he  was — where  do 
you  think?  Fast  asleep  in  one  of  the  doll's  beds  with 
the  covers  tucked  close  up  under  his  bill! 

"Well,  you're  a  funny  kind  of  a  gardener,"  laughed 
Mary  Frances  as  soon  as  she  recovered  from  her  aston- 
ishment.    "  Here  it  is  long  past  crowing  time." 

Feather  Flop  turned  over.  Then  he  began  to 
mutter  sleepily: 

"I  don't  care  what  people  say, 
I  shan't  get  up  and  crow  to-day; 
Fve  never  laid  in  bed — so  then! 
I  shall  not  crow  till  half-past  ten — to-night!" 

"Oh,  Feather  Flop!"  cried  Mary  Frances,  "Oh, 
Feather  Flop!  How  you  disappoint  me!  Why,  I've 
gotten  up  early  because  you  promised  to  help  in  my 
garden!    Come,  get  up!"  going  toward  the  bed. 

"Excuse  me!"  exclaimed  Feather  Flop,  hopping 
out  of  bed.     "Excuse  my  bad  manners,  dear  Miss," 


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and  away  he  ran  out  the  door  and  into  the  garden 
before  Mary  Frances  could  catch  up. 

"My,  but  you  can  dress  quickly,  Feather  Flop," 
she  called. 

*'  Oh,  nothing  hke  having  your  clothes  grow  on  you," 
answered  Feather  Flop,  lifting  his  wings,  ''especially  if 
they  are  pretty." 

Mary  Frances  laughed.  ''Come,  come,  no  con- 
ceited remarks,  please,"  she  chided;  "and  now  to  work." 

"It  takes  longer  than  you'd  think,"  said  Feather 
Flop,  beginning  to  scratch,  "especially  with  an  empty 
stomach." 

"How  dreadful  of  me  not  to  think  of  your  break- 
fast. Feather  Flop,"  she  said,  and  ran  to  get  some  corn. 

"Thanks,  thanks,"  said  Feather  Flop,  hungrily  eat- 
ing. "If  they  only  didn't  keep  the  food  locked  up,  I 
could  help  myself,  and  not  have  to  trouble  anybody." 

"Well,  this  is  not  gardening,"  he  went  on;  "and 
besides,  I  want  my  dessert.  I  had  splendid  luck  yes- 
terday— four  hundred  and  fifty-one  grubs  I  ate,  and 
several  score  of  nice  long  worms.  Besides,  I  let  Robin 
Redbreast  have  a  hundred  or  so." 

"Oh,  my,"  shuddered  Mary  Frances. 


Feather  Flop  Oversleeps 


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"What's  the  matter?"  asked  Feather  Flop,  looking 
up.  "You  didn't  want  any,  did  you?  Fd  have  been 
delighted  to  have  saved  some  for  you." 

"Oh,  my,  no!"  cried  Mary  Frances.  ''Oh,  no, 
thank  you!    No!" 

"You're  sure?"  inquired  Feather  Flop.  "Well,  you 
must  certainly  be  glad  they  are  not  left  here  in  the 
garden  to  eat  up  your  plants,  I  know." 

"Indeed!  I'm  much  obliged.  Feather  Flop,"  said 
Mary  Frances.  "While  you  dig,  I'm  going  into  the 
house  to  get  some  seeds,  and  to  plan  out  my  garden." 

"All  right!"  said  Feather  Flop.  "Don't  mention 
me,  please,  to you  know." 


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CHAPTER  111 

Billy  Plans  the  Garden 

ARY  FRANCES/'  called  Billy,  as  she  came 
into  the  house,  "I  say,  let's  start  work  in 
your  garden  to-day.  The  first  thing  to  do 
is  to  dig  and  spade  it." 

*'0h,  Billy,  it  looks  as  though  it  had  been  done," 
answered  Mary  Frances.  ''1  guess  I  can  plant  it  right 
away." 

''Ha!  Ha!"  laughed  BiUy.  ''Why,  it  has  to  be  dug 
deep;  the  earth  has  to  be  turned  under,  and  compost 
mixed  with  it  and  all  pulverized  before  little  seeds  or 
plants  can  take  hold  with  their  roots." 

"How  deep?"  asked  Mary  Frances. 

"Oh,  about  a  foot,  I  guess,"  said  Bilty;  "but  don't 
let's  talk  too  loud  if  you  want  to  keep  this  garden  a 
secret.     Let's  go  out  and  have  a  look  at  it." 

"You  needn't  mind — "  began  Mary  Frances,  but 
Billy  was  well  on  the  way. 

"That  old  Rhode  Island  Red!  See  what  he's 
done!"  exclaimed  Billy,  throwing  a  stone  at  the  rooster. 

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''Oh,  Billy,"  begged  Mary  Frances.  ''Poor  old 
Feather  Flop!  Don't  scare  him!  Maybe  he  thought 
he  was  helping!" 

"Helping?"  laughed  Billy.  "Helping!  If  he  tries 
to  help  that  way  when  things  come  up,  I'll  wring  his 
neck!" 

"Oh,  you  wouldn't  do  that,  Billy,"  cried  Mary 
Frances.     "He'll  be  good,  I  know." 

"Well,"  said  Billy,  "you're  responsible  for  his 
behavior  then — he's  your  rooster.  I'd  like  to  clip 
his  wings  and  cut  his  tail  off  right  up  next  his  ears — 
maybe." 

"He  will  be  good,  BiUy,  I  feel  sure,"  answered  Mary 
Frances.  "But  you  are  very  kind  to  dig  my  garden 
up." 

"Well,"  answered  Billy  with  a  very  grown-up  air, 
"I  know  what  sort  of  an  undertaking  this  is.  How're 
you  going  to  lay  the  garden  out?" 

"Oh,  I  don't  know  yet,"  answered  Mary  Frances. 
^' Won't  you  help  me  plan  it?" 

"Yes,  but  it's  best  to  begin  with  pencil  and  paper; 
that's  the  first  thing  Miss  Gardener  told  us  in  our 
'Home  Garden  Course.'" 


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''Well,  here  they  are,"  laughed  Mary  Frances, 
throwing  open  the  play  house  door. 

"Fine,"  said  Billy,  seating  himself  at  Mary 
Frances'  little  desk  and  helping  himself  to  the  articles 
needed. 

"But  wait,"  he  continued.  "If  I  show  you  how 
to  plan  this  surprise  garden  you  must  carry  out  my 
directions.  I  don't  get  caught  with  any  promise  to 
do  all  the  work." 

"Oh,  no!  No-indeedy!  Of  course  not;  I'm  just 
crazy  to  start  and  I  promise  not  to  trouble  you  a 
bit." 

"Well  then,"  said  Billy,  "here  goes  for  the — 


Garden  Lesson  No.  1 
Planning  a  Garden 

First:   How  much  ground  have  you  to  work  in? 

Let  us  say  15  x  25  ft.  in  front  of  the  play  house  for 
the  Flower  Garden,  and  15  x  15  ft.  in  the  rear  for  the 
Vegetable  Garden." 

He  rapidly  drew  an  outline  of  the  two  gardens 
with  a  pretty  sketch  of  the  play  house  between. 


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"Now,"  he  went  on,  ''you  will  wish  to  leave  a 
walk  down  the  center  with  a  border  of  flowers  on  each 
side,"  sketching  them  in. 

"You  see,  the  beauty  of  a  garden  depends  so  much 
on  the  way  it  is  laid  out  that  garden  planning  has 
become  a  profession,  and  the  man  who  studies  it  is 
knowTi  as  a  landscape  gardener." 

"My,"  laughed  Mary  Frances,  "how  much  you 
learned  at  the  garden  school;  you're  lots  better  than  a 
seed  catalogue." 

"Much  obhged,"  replied  Billy,  "that'll  do  for 
bouquets.  Now  listen:  the  way  to  grow  early  Spring 
flowers  is  to  plant  bulbs  in  the  Autumn — about  the 
first  of  November.  Then,  early  in  March,  sometimes 
even  in  February,  tiny  snowdrops  will  pop  up  and,  a 
little  later,  beautiful  crocuses." 

"Won't  that  be  grand!"   cried  Mary  Frances. 

"Yes,  in  the  next  lesson  perhaps,  I'll  give  you  a  list 
of  bulbs  and  plants  which  you  can  set  out  at  the  proper 
time. 

"The  best  scheme  for  the  vegetable  garden  is  to  work 
it  out  into  small  rectangular  beds  between  well-kept 
walks,"  said  Billy,  finishing  the — 


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Lay-out  of  the  Gardens 

"How  perfect!"  exclaimed  Mary  Frances  examin- 
ing the  sheet  of  paper  which  Billy  handed  her.  "1 
can  just  imagine  how  beautiful  my  gardens  will  look. 
Isn't  it  a  lovely  idea  to  have  that  circle  in  the  walk!" 

"It  would  look  fine  if  it  had  a  sun-dial  built  in  the 


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center,"  said  Billy,  much  pleased  with  his  sister's 
praise. 

"Oh,  Billy,  Billy,"  laughed  Mary  Frances,  "I 
believe,  I  do  believe  you  are  going  to  surprise  me!" 

"What  are  you  talking  about?"  cried  Bill}'.  "I 
must  be  going — another  lesson  to-morrow,  if  3'ou  say 
so,  because  you  didn't  interrupt  more  than  twice  while 
I  was  talking." 

"It  pays  to  be  good,"  he  teased  as  he  went  off. 


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CHAPTER  IV 


Feather  Flop's  Argument 

NEITHER  of  the  children  had  noticed  the  head 
of  the  big  rooster  as  he  peered  curiously 
through  the  curtained  window  of  the  play 
house  while  they  were  talking. 

As  MsiTy  Frances  came  out  of  the  door,  Feather 
Flop  walked  around  the  corner  of  the  house.  The 
little  girl  was  so  absorbed  in  looking  at  the  plan  that 
she  did  not  see  the  rooster. 

*' Caw-caw!"  Feather  Flop  cleared  his  throat. 
"Caw-caw!" 

''Why,  Feather  Flop,"  cried  Mary  Frances,  ''How 
you  surprised  me!  I  was  so  busy  studying  out  Billy's 
plan  for  the  garden " 

"Is  he  anywhere  about?"  inquired  Feather  Flop, 
looking  around  anxiously.  "I  thought  I  saw  him 
go." 

"Yes,  he's  gone,  Feather  Flop,"  laughed  Mary 
Frances.  "But  let  me  show  you — he  has  been  plan- 
ning such  a  delightful  garden  for  me." 

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"Delightful!''  shrilled  Feather  Flop.  ''Delightful! 
I  don't  think  so." 

"Why,  what  makes  you  say  that?  How  do  you 
know  what  he  planned?"   inquired  Mary  Frances. 

"I  heard  every  word,  every  word,"  said  the  rooster. 
''Of  course  you  didn't  see  me — I  was  peeping  in  the 
window." 

"Oh,  Feather  Flop ! ' '  cried  Mary  Frances.  ' ' Were 
you  eaves-dropping?" 

"I  was  listening,"  acknowledged  Feather  Flop, 
"and  I  don't  approve  of  the  plan  at  all." 

"Why,  what's  wrong  with  it?"  asked  Mary 
Frances.     "I  think  it's  beautiful." 

"It's  not  sensible!"  said  Feather  Flop.  "It's  not 
useful!" 

"But  it  seems  perfect  to  me.  How  would  you 
change  it.  Feather  Flop?  " 

"  Nobody  can  eat  flowers !"  exclaimed  Feather  Flop. 
"See  here,"  he  looked  over  Mary  Frances'  shoulder 
as  she  sat  down  on  the  bench,  and  pointed  with  his 
claw,  "that  plan  fills  the  entire  front  yard  with  bloomin' 
plants  and  gives  only  the  little  back  yard  for  such 
things  as  taste  good!" 


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''  Dearie  me !  Dearie  me ! "  laughed  Mary  Frances. 
"  Is  that  it,  Feather  Flop?  Why,  don't  you  love  to  see 
beautiful  flowers?" 

''Not  half  as  much  as  I  do  to  eat  beautiful  lettuce 
and  beet  tops  and  other  beautiful  vegetables,"  declared 
Feather  Flop,  shaking  his  head  sadly. 

"It's  too  bad.  Feather  Flop,"  said  Mary  Frances, 
smoothing  his  fine  feathers,  "but  I'll  see  that  you  get 
plenty  of  such  green  things  as  you  like." 

"Oh,  thank  you,  little  Miss,"  said  the  rooster. 
"If  you  will  do  that,  I'm  ready  to  help  with  your  silly — 
I  mean  your  brother's,  plan." 

"Thank  you.  Feather  Flop,  for  all  your  help," 
said  the  little  girl,  "and  good-bye  for  now.  I  must  go 
or  maybe  mother  will  send  Billy  to  look  for  me." 

"Good-bj^e!  good-bye!"  cried  Feather  Flop,  jump- 
ing off  the  bench  and  running  away  as  fast  as  possible. 


CHAPTER  V 


Gardens  for  Little  Folks 


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OW  would  you  like  another  lesson  on 
gardening  to-day,  Mary  Frances?"  asked 
Billy  the  next  morning  as  he  appeared  at 
the  door  of  the  play  house. 

''Oh,  Billy,  you  know  Fd  just  love  to  have  one!" 
said  Mary  Frances,  getting  the  desk  ready. 

''This  time  we  are  to  make  a  list  of  what  to  plant, 
if  I  remember  correctly,"  said  Billy,  taking  a  seat. 

"Let  me  see:  we  will  try  to  plant  the  garden  so 
that  we  will  have  flowers  in  bloom  from  early  Spring 
till  late  Fall. 

In  order  to  have  flowering  plants  continuously  in 
the  garden,  we  must  use  the  class  of  flowers  called 
Per-en-ni-als,  *  the  roots  of  which  live  from  year  to 
year. 

If  we  depend  on  An-nu-als,t  the  seeds  of  which  must 


*  See  Chapter  LI  on  Perennials, 
t  See  Chapter  XI  on  Annuals. 


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be  planted  every  Spring,  we  will  not  have  blooms  until 
Summer  or  early  Fall. 

So  you  see,  in  order  to  plan  wisely,  our  next  lesson 
is  very  important,  and  it  is  our — 

GARDEN   LESSON   No.  2 
What  to  Plant 

Now,  Mary  Frances,  I  have  really  planned  a  delightful 
landscape  flower  garden  for  you  to  plant  in  front  of  your  play 
house,  and  a  wonderfully  useful  vegetable  garden  for  the  back 
of  the  play  house;  but  before  I  give  you  that  outline,  I  am  going 
to  pretend  that  you  are  a  very  little  girl,  and  I  will  give  you  a 
list,  just  as  our  teacher  handed  it  to  us.     I  have  it  here: 

Garden  for  Little  Folks 

1.  Plan  out  the  garden;  that  is,  make  a  list  of  what  you 
wish  to  plant. 

2.  Draw  a  picture  map  of  your  garden,  marking  the  space 
where  each  different  kind  of  flower  or  vegetable  is  to  be  planted. 

3.  Remember  that  low-growing  plants  should  be  placed  in 
the  foreground  (front  part)  of  the  garden,  and  tall-growing  plants 
in  the  background. 

4.  Order  the  plants  or  seeds. 

5.  Get  the  ground  ready.     (See  Chapter  XIV.) 

6.  Now  begin  to  plant,  following  instructions  in  Chapter  XV. 


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If  space  for  your  garden  is  about  10  x  15  ft.  it  would  be 
delightful  to  plant  it  as  shown  by  the  picture-map  drawn  here. 

Garden  for  Little  Folks — 10x15  Feet 


VEGETABLES 


WALK 


T:":^arch    walk 


BIRD  HOUSE 
ON  POST 


VEGETABLES 


(.)  Bulbs.  2.  Iris  (blue).  3.  Bleeding  Hearts.  4.  Pyrethrums.  5.  Sweet  William. 
6.  Phlox.  7.  Eupatorium.  8.  Coreopsis.  9.  GaiUardia.  10.  Chrysanthemums.  IIA,  IIB. 
lie.  Roses.  12.  Hardy  Asters.  13.  Iceland  Poppies.  14.  Cosmos  (not  to  be  given  a 
permanent  place  in  garden;  it  may  be  used,  however,  as  a  filler  between  Hardy  Perennials. 
15.  Alyssum.     16.  Nasturtiums. 

Plant  Daffodils  and  Tulips  between  Hardy  Perennials  as 
indicated  on  plan  with  dots. 


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Now,  for  an — 

Explanation 

OF 

THE  LITTLE  FOLKS  FLOWER  GARDEN 

Four  Hardy  Bulbs  for  Little  Folks  Garden 

These  bulbs  should  be  planted  in  late  October  or  early 
November.  They  bloom  in  the  early  Spring  and  then  die 
down,  to  come  up  the  next  Spring. 


No.  on 
Map. 

No.  of  Flowers 
to  Plant. 

How  Deep 
to  Plant. 

Color. 

Average 
Price. 

(.; 

6  Emperor  Daffodils. 

4  inches. 

Yellow. 

25c  for  i  doz. 

(.) 

6  Cottage  Garden  Tulips,  called  also 
May-flowering  Tulips. 

4  inches. 

All  colors. 

15c  for  §  doz. 

(.) 

6   Darwin   Tulips.      Bloom   later   than 
"Cottage    Garden"     Tulips;      grow 
taller. 

4  inches. 

.\11  colors. 

15c  for  J  doz. 

(2) 

6  German  Iris  roots,  called  also  "Blue 
Flags." 

4  inches. 

Blue,  purple, 
and  yellow. 

50c  for  J  doz. 

Hardy  Perennials 

The  plants  whose  roots  live  on  from  season  to  season,  or 
"winter  over,"  and  come  up  every  Spring,  are  called  Hardy 
Perennials. 


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The  plants  whose  roots  die  m  the  Fall,  and  do  not  "winter 
over,"  are  called  Annuals. 

When  a  boy  or  a  girl  undertakes  to  start  a  flower  garden, 
how  much  more  desirable  it  seems  to  plant,  for  the  most  part. 
Hardy  Perennials,  which  will  "come  up"  the  next  Summer  and 
the  next,  and  so  on  for  years;  instead  of  Annuals,  the  seeds 
of  which  must  be  sowed  every  Spring. 

Of  course,  the  seeds  of  Hardy  Perennials  may  be  sowed  in 
the  Spring,  but  Hardy  Perennial  plants  raised  from  seeds,  seldom 
hloom  until  the  next  year  after  the  seeds  are  planted. 

fi^°Therefore,  it  is  best  for  the  beginner,  in  most  cases,  to 
buy  plants  of  Hardy  Perennials. 

If  you  wisli  to  start  seeds,  however,  see  Chapter  LI  on 
"Perennials." 


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Following  is  the  list  of — 
Twelve  Hardy  Perennials  for  Little  Folks  Garden 


No.  on 
Map. 

Name  and  Number 
of  Plants. 

Remarks. 

Average 
Price. 

(3) 

2  Bleeding  Hearts. 

Pink      heart-shaped      flowers      on 

graceful  stems. 
Buy  the  plants  in  clumps  in  the 

Fall. 

15c  a  plant. 

(4) 

Hard.v  I'y-re-thrums. 

Red,  pink,  white  daisy-like  flowcr.<i. 

When    ordering,    use    the    name: 
"Pyretbrum  Hybridum." 

It  is  best  to  plant  seeds  in  early 
Spring  or  August,  to  get  plants 
which   will   "winter  over"   and 
bloom  the  next  Summer. 

Plant."?  may  be  purchased   if   you 
wish  blooms  the  first  year. 

2(.)c  a  plant. 
10c  a  package. 

(5) 

Bweet-Williams  (London 
Tufts). 

"Biennials,"     which     means     the 
plants    "come   up"   the   second 
year,  but  do  not  do  well  after 
that. 

Plant  every  other  year;  preferably 
in  August. 

Order  mixed  seed. 

Sweet-Williams    often    sow    their 
own  seed. 

10c  a  package. 

(6) 

3  Hardy  Phlox. 

1  Salmon  Pink:    order  "Elizabeth 

Campbell,"  or  "Rheinlander." 
1  White:   order  "Mrs.  Jenkins." 
1   Lavender:    order  "La   Vague," 
or  "La  Mahdi." 

20c  a  plant. 

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No.  on 
Map. 

Name  and  Number 
of  Plants. 

Remarks. 

Average 
Price. 

Hardy  Phlox — Continued. 

Buy   the    plants  of   Hardy    Phlox. 
The  seeds  are  not  generallj-  sat- 
isfactory,   because   they   should 
be  sowed   within  a  short  time 
after  ripening. 

(7) 

Blue  Thoroughwort 
("Eu-pa-to-ri-um"). 

Order  "Eupatorium   Celestium." 
Blue     misty     flowers,     sometimes 

called    "Blue   Mist,"   pretty   in 

mixed     bouquet.       Bloom    late 

in  season. 

Buy  the  plant. 

15c  a  plant. 

(8) 

1  Co-re-op-sis. 

Order      "Coreopsis      Lanceolata 
Grandiflora."        Yellow     daisy- 
like   flowers.       A    large,    bushy 
plant. 

Keep  the  flowers  well  picked,  to 
get  continuous  bloom. 

Easily  raised  from  seed  if  planted 
early. 

15c  a  plant. 

(0) 

1  Blanket  P^lower  (Hardy 
"Gail-lard-i-a"). 

Large  reddish-brown  flowers  with 

yellow  edges,  etc. 
It  loves  to  bloom. 
If    sowed    very    early,    it    often 

blooms  the  first  season. 
Order  mixed  seed. 

10c  a  package. 

(10) 

3  ChryB-an-the-mume. 

Order  "Hardy    Pompon"     (1  yel- 
low, 1  red,  1  bronze). 
Bloom  very  late  in  the  Fall. 
Buy  the  plants. 

3  for  45  cts. 

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No.  on 
Map. 

Name  and  Number                                   _, 

of  Plants.                                            ^'''"^^''^• 

Average 
Price. 

(11) 

Roses  (See  Chapter  XXXV). 

Dwarf  "Baby  Ramblers": 

(o)    1   Fairy   Rose — "  Cecile   Brun- 

ner."      Little  double   flowers  of 

soft  rosy  pink  on  a  creamy  white 

ground. 
(6)  1  Baby  Tausendchon — "Louise 

Walter."      Larger  flowers  of  a 

tender  shade  of  pink. 
CHINK8E     Rose:       "Hermosa" — 

pink. 

50c  a  plant. 

(12) 

3  Hardy  Asters  ("Mich-ael- 
mas  Dai-sies"). 

Lavender,  pink,  white  and  purple 
little  daisy-like  flowers,  growing 
in  clusters  on  large  tall  bushes. 

Buy  the  plants. 

15c  a  plant. 

(13) 

Iceland  Poppies. 

All  colors. 

Sow  mixed  seed  in  August  to  grow 

plants  which  will  bloom  the  next 

Summer. 
Cover  with  leaves  in  the  Fall. 
Order   mixed   seeds   of    "Papaver 

Nudicaule." 

10c  a  package. 

Annuals 

Sow  the  seeds  of  Annuals  early  in  the  Spring.  The  roots  of 
Annuals  do  not  live  over  Winter,  and  seeds  must  be  sowed  every 
Spring. 


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No.  on 
Map. 

Name. 

Remarks. 

Average 
Price. 

(14) 

Cos'-mos. 

Easily  grown  in  poor  soil.  Grow 
over  4  feet  tall.  Flowers:  pink, 
white,  garnet,  with  yellow  centers. 

Buy  mixed  seed.  "Summer  or 
Early  Flowering"  Cosmos  which 
will  bloom  early  and  continue 
until  frost. 

10c  a  package, 

(15) 

Sweet  A-lys'-sum. 

A  charming  edging  plant.  Order 
"Little  Gem,"  which  grows  4 
inches  tall,  and  blooms  like  a 
snow  carpet. 

5c  a  package. 

Vegetables  for  Little  Folks  Garden 


Average  Price 

Name. 

Remarks. 

per 
Package  Seed. 

Nasturtiums. 

In   the   early   Spring,   sow  seeds  of 

5c. 

Buy  "Tom  Thumb"  or  Dwarf. 

dwarf  nasturtiums  for  narrow  bor- 
der along  the  walk  of  the  vegetable 
garden. 

Lettuce. 

Plant  a  small  quantity  of  Early  Let- 

5c. 

Buy  "Early  All-heart;"  Early  Cos; 

tuce    seeds    in    the    early    Spring; 

Late  Lettuce. 

when  plants  are  two  inches  high, 
plant  more  seeds;   thin  plants  out, 
that  the  ones  left  standing  may 
grow   large.      Plant   a   few   seeds 
every   week  until   weather  grows 
very  warm. 

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Name. 

Remarks. 

Average  Price 

per 
Package  Seed. 

Lettuce — Continued. 

Lettuce  does  not  grow  well  in  very 
warm  weather. 

Plant  late  variety  in  early  Fall. 

Cos  or  Romaine  lettuce  is  easily  grown, 
and  stands  the  heat  better  than  the 
other  varieties.     It  has  a  very  crisp 
fleshy  rib  in  the  leaf,  but  the  leaf 
part  is  not  so  delicate  as  of  the 
other  varieties. 

All  lettuce  needs  very  rich  soil. 

Parsley. 

Buy  "Dwarf  Curly." 

Plant  in  early  Spring. 

Soak  seed  overnight  in  warm  water, 
mix  sand  in  the  water,  and  fling 
Band  and  seed  over  the  prepared 
ground.      Sometimes  it  takes  six 
weeka  for  parsley  seed  to  "come 
up."    Except    far   north,  it   lives 
over  winter  if  well  covered  with 
leaves. 

Plant  some  parsley  every  year,  as 
what  has  "wintered  over"  goes  to 
seed  very  easily. 

5c. 

Onions. 

Buy  yellow  "Onion  aeta." 

"Onion    sets"  are  tiny  little  onions 
which  are  set  out  in  early  Spring, 
about    2    inches    apart    in    rows. 
Usually   when   they   are   partially 
grown,  they  are  pulled,  and  green 
tops  and  bulbs  are  used  for  salads 
and  in  soup. 

10c  a  pint. 

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Name. 

Remarks. 

Average  Price 

per 
Package  Seed. 

Thi^mt. 

A    very    pretty    low-growing    herb, 
used  to  flavor  soup,  and  "stuffing" 
for  meat.     Grows  easily  from  seed 
if  sowed  early.     Lives  over  winter 
— except  far  north — if  covered  with 
leaves.      Is,  therefore,  a    "peren- 
nial." 

Plant  in  the  Spring  in  the  northern 
states. 

Plant   in   the   Fall   in  the  southern 
states. 

5c. 

Radishes. 

Buy    Little   Red   Globe-shaped. 

Sow  a  few  radish  seeds  every  week 
for  four  weeks,  to  have  new  young 
tender  radishes  ready  for  pulling 
each  week. 

Radishes  do  not  do  well  in  very  hot 
weather. 

The    late    or    "winter"    radish    is 
planted  in  the  early  Fall. 

5o. 

Tomatoes. 

Buy  2  plants  of  early  and  2  of  late 
varietieB. 

Tomato  seeds  may  be  sowed   in   a 
box  placed  in  a  sunny  window  or 
under    glass  in  the    hat    bed    in 
very   early   Spring,   but   unless   a 
large  number  of  plants  is  needed, 
it  is  better  to  buy  the  young  plants. 

A  very  interesting  variety  is  "cherry 
tomatoes,"    which  grow  in   little 
clusters    of    red    fruit    resembling 
cherries    in    appearance.       Buy    1 
plant. 

2  for  5c 

Gardens  for  Little  Folks 


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The  approximate  cost  of  this  garden  for  little  folks  is  three 
dollars. 

Seeds  of  all  these  vegetables  may  be  started  in  the  house. 
See  Chapter  XIV,  page  81,  "To  Plant  Seeds  in  Boxes."  The 
young  plants  may  be  put  out  in  the  garden  when  they  are  of 
some  size,  about  which  you  will  read  later. 


CHAPTER  VI 

Gardens  for  Big  Boys  and  Girls 

H,  Billy,"  cried  Mary  Frances,  as  her  brother 
laid  down  the  paper,  'Hhat  doesn't  sound  a 
bit  babyish  to  me!     If  I  could  just  have  a 

garden  like  that " 

''That's  an  all-right  garden,"  interrupted  Billj^, 
"but,  Mary  Frances,  it  isn't  much  compared  with  my 
plan  for  your  wonderful  play  house  garden,  as  you'll 
soon  see  when  I  give  you  the — 

Garden  Lists  for  Big  Boys  and  Girls 

The  following-named  flowers,  which  are  pictured  in  the 
Mary  Frances  Garden  Cut-Outs,  are  described  in  the  outUnes  that 
follow  the  lists. 

Do  not  attempt  to  plant  all  the  flowers  named,  but  read 
the  hsts,  and  study  the  descriptions  carefully.  Then  select  the 
plants  you  prefer  for  your  garden,  and  make  your  own  list  ready 
for  ordering. 

You  will  notice  that  certain  names  are  rc^pcated  in  several 
instances.  This  is  only  to  show  the  period  of  bloom,  whether 
early  Spring,  Summer,  or  Autumn,  or  throughout  the  season. 

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Thirty-seven  Hardy  Perennials 


Aster  (Wild) 

Alkanet  (Anchusa) 

Baby's  Breath 

Bellflower 

Bergamot 

Blanket  Flower 

Bleeding  Heart 

Campanula 

Candytuft 

Centaurea 

Chrysanthemum 

Columbine 

Coreopsis 


Ageratum 

Cockscomb 

Cornflower 

Cosmos 

Cigar  Plant 

Everlasting 

Four-o'Clock 


Daffodil 

Hyacinth 

Iris 


English  Daisy 

Forget-me-not 

Foxglove 

Hollyhock 

Larkspur 

Lupine 

Marguerite 

Monkshood 

Paeony 

Pinks    <fM°«« 
Hardy 

Iceland 

Oriental 


Phlox  (Hardy) 

Pyrethrum 

Poker  Plant 

Rock  Cress 

Roses 

Sneezewort 

Speedwell 

Sweet  Alyssum  (yellow) 

Sweet- William 

Thoroughwort 

Violet  and  Viola 

Wall  Flower 

Windflower 


The  Mary  Frances  Garden  Book 


A  Letter  About  the  Garden  Cut-Outs 
Dear  Boy  or  Girl: 

No  doubt  you  will  wish,  just  as  Mary  Frances  did,  to  be  able  to 
cut  flowers  every  few  days  from  your  garden,  for  your  mother  to  use 
as  a  '^ center  piece"  on  the  dining  table,  or  for  your  father's  desk, 
or  for  your  grandmother's  dresser,  or  as  a  gift  for  a  friend. 

Now,  anyone  can  have  a  few  plants  which  will  bloom  at  some 
time  or  other,  but  the  garden  you  and  Mary  Frances  have  in  mind 
is  one  which  will  have  flowers  in  bloom  from  March,  through  April, 
May,  June,  July,  August,  September,  October,  and  into  November 
until  ruined  by  frost. 

Flowers  over  eight  months  of  the  year!  Yes,  that  is  possible  in 
nearly  every  part  of  our  country — if  you  study  carefully  the  outlines 
following  this  page. 

The  first  outline  gives  a  list  of  plants  which  bloom  in  the  Early 
Spring. 

The  second  names  the  plants  which  bloom  in  Early  Summer. 

The  third,  the  plants  which  bloom  in  Mid-Summer. 

The  fourth,  those  blooming  in  Autumn. 

These  lists  are  nearly  like  the  ones  given  Billy  by  his  teacher, 
which  he  and  Mary  Frances  used  in  planting  a  garden  in  front 
of  the  Play  House.  As  you  read  these  lists,  turn  to  the  pictures 
of  the  Mary  Frances  Garden  Cut-Outs,  and  try  to  recognize  the 
flower  named. 

All  that  Mary  Frances  wished,  she  and  Billy  made  "come 
true,"  and  every  day  through  the  flowering  season  she  gathered  ftoivers 


Gardens  for  Big  Boys  and  Girls 


from  her  garden — hut  that  is  part  of  the  story,  so  now  begin  to 
read 

A  Few  Hints  on  Growing  the  Flowers  Shown  in  the 
Garden  Cut-Outs 

In  using  the  following  lists,  if  the  garden  space  is  small, 
select  only  the  names  marked  with  a  star. 

The  height  of  each  plant  is  given  because  it  is  always  desir- 
able to  plant  low-growing  flowers  in  the  foreground;  and  tall 
ones  in  the  background. 

The  following-named  Perennials  (the  roots  of  which  live 
from  year  to  year)  may  be  grown  from  seeds,  but  cannot  he 
depended  upon  to  hloom  the  first  year.  ^ 

Instead  of  beginners  starting  seeds  of  Perennials,  it  is  well 
to  buy  the  young  plants  from  a  reliable  dealer  to  start  the  jjer- 
manent  garden,  and  to  experiment  with  seeds  after  acquaintance 
with  those  plants  already  established. 

Do  not  buy  many  plants  of  any  kind,  as  a  few,  well  cared 
for,  mil  increase  in  number  the  next  year. 

Annuals  (the  roots  of  which  die  in  the  Fall)  will  bloom  the 
same  season  as  planted.  Start  seeds  early,  either  in  a  box  in  a 
sunny  window,  or  in  a  warm  sunny  corner  out  of  doors  early 
in  May. 

The  first  step  in  garden-making  is  the  planning  of  the  garden. 

(See  Chapter  LXII  on  "The  Mary  Frances  Garden  Cut- 
Outs.") 


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The  second  step  is  selection  of  the  seed,  and  the  ordering  of 
the  same  from  one  of  the  best  seed  firms. 

Never  try  inferior  or  untested  seeds.     It  is  no  economy. 

In  regard  to  "color  scheme,"  see  Chapter  LX. 

For  artistic  effect,  it  is  usually  best  to  plant  the  same  kind 
of  flowers  close  together  to  obtain  "masses"  of  bloom. 


CHAPTER  VII 


Early  Spring  Garden 


LIST  No.  1 
Five  Bulbs*  for  Early  Spring  Hardy  Garden 
See  Mary  Frances  Garden  Cut-Out  No.  1. 

Plant  the  following  named  bulbs  in  the  Fall.     Sec  Chapter  LVl. 


Name. 


Remarks. 


Snowdrops. 


Pure  white  small  bells,  blooming  late  in  February  or 
early  in  March,  whenever  the  snow  leaves  the 
ground. 

Leave  bulbs  in  the  ground  over  Winter,  covered  with 
leaves. 

Plant  4  inches  deep. 


Nar-cis-BUS  or  Daff-o-dils.* 


Daffodil  bulbs  arc  very  hardy,  and  increase  in  number 

from  j'ear  to  year.     They  should  be  covered  with 

leaves  over  Winter. 
The  best  varieties  are  "Emperor"*  and  "Empress."' 
Plant  4  inches  deep. 
Barii  Conspicuus,  a  Star  Narcissus,  is  beautiful  for 

cutting. 
Poet's    Narcissus   have    beautiful   white    petals,  with 

golden  and  red  center. 


*  If  garden  space  is  small,  select  only  the  names  marked  with  a  star, 


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Name. 

Remarks. 

Cottage  Garden*  (May-flowering) 
?•   Tulipa. 

Beautiful  large  flowers  of  all  colors,  making  the  Spring 

garden  bright  and  gay. 
Plant  bulbs  4  inches  deep. 
Plants  grow  18  to  24  inches  high. 

Darwin  Tulips. 

These  beautiful,  stately  tulips  grow  two  feet  high  and 

more.      Large  globe-shaped  brilliant  blooms. 
They  come  in  all  colors  except  yellow. 
Plant  4  inches  deep. 

Hy-a-cinths. 

Plant  only  a  few  hyacinth  bulbs,  because  they  do  not 
"winter  over"  well;  new  bulbs  should  be  added 
every  year,  as  the  old  ones  deteriorate. 

Colors:   pink,  purple,  white. 

Seven  Hardy  Perennial  Plants  m-hich  Bloom  in  the  Early 

Spring 

As  pictured  in  the  Mary  Frances  Garden  Cut-Out  No.  1. 


Common  Name. 

Botanical  Name. 

Remarks. 

Height. 

Rock-cress. 

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Ar-a-bis  Al-pi-na. 

Little  white   flowers   blooming  in 
early  Spring. 

6-8  inches. 

English  Daisies. 

Bel-lis  Per-en-nis. 

Little    white    and    pink    flowers, 
blooming  in  April  and  May. 

Pretty  among  Poet's  Narcissus,  or 
mixed  in  an  edging. 

3-6  inches. 

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Common  Name. 


Bleeding  Hearts.* 


Moss  Pinks. 


Violets. 


Yellow  Alyssum 
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Botanical  Name. 


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Phlox  Sub-u-la-ta. 


Remarks. 


Height. 


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ful stem. 
Raised  from  plants  only. 
Buy  clumps  in  the  Fall. 


White,  rose,  lilac,  little  flowers 
blooming  in  April  and  May. 

Blooms  make  a  carpet  of  flowers. 

Buy  only  a  few  plants  as  they  soon 
spread. 


There  are  native  and  double  Rus- 
sian varieties. 

Buy  plants  of  sweet-scented  double 
Russian  variety. 


24  inches 


4-6  inches 


4  inche; 


A-lys-8um  Sax-a- 
tile. 


Wallflower. 


Little   yellow   clustered   beads   of 

flowers. 
Pretty  for  edging  flower  beds. 
Sow  seed  in  August. 


12  inches 


Not  perfectly  hardy  in  all  places. 

Fragrant  brown  and  yellow  flowers. 

Plant  seeds  in  August,  in  a  pro- 
tected southern  corner,  where 
they  may  "winter  over"  if  the 
weather  is  not  very  severe. 
Plant  needs  sun. 


15  inchee 


In  order  to  obtain  good  Spring  blooms,  plant  these  flowers  in  August  of  the  Summer 
before,  or  earlier. 

*  If  garden  space  is  small,  select  only  the  names  marked  with  a  star. 


CHAPTER  VIII 
Eaely  Summer  Garden 

LIST  No.  2 

Eleven  Hardy  Perennial  Plants  which  Bloom  in  the 
Early  Summer 

As  pictured  in  the  Mary  Frances  Garden  Cut-Out  No.  2. 


Common  Name. 

Botanical  Name. 

Remarks. 

Height. 

Yellow 

Alyasum.* 

A-lys-sum  Sax-a- 
tile. 

See  List  No.  1  for  description. 

12  inches. 

Colurabine. 

A-qui-le-gi-a. 

Airy,  graceful  plants,  with  spurred 
flowers, in  red,  blue,  violet,  white, 
yellow.     Buy  the  seed  of  "  Long 
Spurred  Hybrids." 

18-24  inches. 

German  Iria 
("Blue 
Flags"). 

I-rJs  Ger-man-i-ea. 

Lavender,  purple,  yellow,  white. 

"Corm"     roots     which     "winter 
over"  and  take  care  of  them- 
selves,     "coming"     up     every 
Spring  in  increased  numbers. 

24-30  inches. 

Lily  of  the 
VaUey. 

Con-val-la-ria. 

Sweet-scented  tiny  white  bells. 
Buy  clumps  and  roots  in  Spring  or 
Fall. 

6  inches. 

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Botanical  Name. 

Remarks. 

Height. 

Alkanet  or 
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An-chu-sa 
I-tal-i-ca. 

Buy  "Dropmorei"  variety. 
Blue  flowers. 
Buy  the  plants. 

36  inches. 

Lupines. 

Lu-pi-nus. 

Varieties  in  blue,  white,  pink. 

24-28  inches. 

Tufted  Pansies.* 

Vi-o-la  Cor-nu-ti. 

Sow  seed  early. 

Resemble    pansies,    not   so    large; 
but  bloom  all  Suromor. 

5-8  inches. 

Bleeding  Hearts. 

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Hardy  Candy- 
tuft.* 

I-be-rie. 

Buy      "Iberfe      Sempervirens " : 

white. 
Pretty  for  edging. 

8-10  inches. 

Forget-me-Not. 

My-o-eo-tis. 

Buy    "  Myotis    Palustris    Semper- 
florens."     Sky-blue  little  flower. 

8-10  inches. 

Hardheads  or 
Knap  Weeds. 

Perennial  Corn- 
flower. 

Cen-tau-re-a. 

"Centaurea   Montana"  is  known 
as     the     Perennial     Cornflower. 
Bears    large    violet-blue    flowers 
from  July  to  September. 

2  feet. 

Rambler  roses  also  bloom  in  early  Summer, 


*  If  garden  space  is  small,  select  only  the  names  marked  with  a  star. 


CHAPTER  IX 

Mid-Summer  Garden 

LIST  No.  3 

TWENTY-FOURl*HARDy   PERENNIAL   PLANTS  WHICH   BlOOM   IN 

Mid-Summer 
As  pictured  in  the  Mary  Frances  Garden  Cut-Out  No.  3. 


Common  Name. 

Botanical  Name. 

Remarks. 

Height. 

Hardy  Lark- 

Del-phin-i-um. 

Order  plants   of   varieties  named. 

24  inches. 

spur.* 

"Belladonna"  and  "Formosum," 
which   are   turquoise    blue   and 
dark  blue. 
Buy  the  plants,  or  seeds. 

Pteony. 

Bloom  but  once  in  the  season. 

Beautiful    showy    large    rose-like 
flowers.                       — 

Foliage  of  plant  dies  down  in  Win- 
ter,  coming  up   in   young   new 
"shoots"  in  the  Spring. 

Colors:  red,  pink  and  white. 

There  is  also  a  "tree"  variety. 

Most  peonies  bloom  in  early  Sum- 
mer. 

3  feet. 

Alkanet  or 

An-chu-sa. 

See  List  No.  2  for  description. 

Bugloss. 

*  If  garden  space  is  small,  select  only  the  names  marked  with  a  star. 

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LIST  No.  3 

Twenty-four? Hardy  Perennial  Plants  which  Bloom  in 
Mid-Summer 

As  pictured  in  the  Mary  Frances  Garden  Cut-Out  No.  3. 


Common  Name. 

Botanical  Name. 

Remarks. 

Height. 

Hardy  Lark- 

Del-phin-i-um. 

Order  plants  of   varieties  named, 

24  inches. 

spur.* 

"Belladonna"  and  "Formosum," 
which   are   turquoise    blue   and 
dark  blue. 
Buy  the  plants,  or  seeds. 

Pseony. 

Bloom  but  once  in  the  season. 

Beautiful    showy    large    rose-like 
flowers. 

Foliage  of  plant  dies  down  in  Win- 
ter, coming  up  in   young   new 
"shoots"  in  the  Spring. 

Colors:   red,  pink  and  white. 

There  is  also  a  "tree"  variety. 

Most  paeonies  bloom  in  early  Sum- 
mer. 

3  feet. 

Alkanet  or 

An-chu-ea. 

See  List  No.  2  for  description. 

Bugloss. 

*  If  garden  space  is  small,  select  only  the  names  marked  with  a  star. 

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MID-SUMMER  HARDY  GARDEN 

For  directions  for  making,  see  Chapter  LXII 


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57 


Common  Name. 

Botanical  Name. 

Remarks. 

Height. 

Bellflower.* 

Cam-pa-nu-la. 

Perennial  Varieties: 

(a)  Campanula  Carpatica  (Carpa- 
thian Hare-Bell).      Bloom  from 
June  to  October.     Blue. 

(b)  Campanula  Persicafolia  (Peach 
Bells).     One  of  the  best.     Large 
blue,  and  white  varieties. 

(c)  Campanula   Pyramidalia    (The 
Chimney    Bellflower).       Stately 
pyramid  form  plant,  with  many 
blue  flowers.      There  is  also  a 
white  variety. 

It  is   best  to   buy   plants  of   the 
above. 

Note. — There    are    also    biennial 
varieties  of  Campanula;  namely. 
Campanula  Medium  or  Canter- 
bury Bells,  and  Campanula  Caly- 
canthema     (Cup    and     Saucer). 
Biennial  means  of  two  season's 
duration. 

8  inches. 
2-3  feet. 
4-5  feet. 

Madonna  Lily.* 

Li-li-um  Can-di- 
dum. 

Pure  white  lilies,  resembling  Easter 
Lilies,  growing  on  strong  stems. 
Plant  in  the  Fall  (or  possibly  in 
the  early  Spring),  6  inches  deep, 
preferably  in  the  shade  of  some 
other  perennial.      Lay  bulbs  on 
the  side  when  planting. 

2-3  feet. 

Oriental  Poppy. 

Pa-pa-ver 

O-ri-en-tal-is. 

Very  large  showy  poppies  in  va- 
rious colors. 
Buy  plants  in  clumps  in  August. 

36  inches. 

*  If  garden  space  is  small,  select  only  the  names  marked  with  a  star. 


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Common  Name. 

Botanical  Name. 

Remarks. 

Height. 

Foxglove. 

Dig-i-tal-is. 

See  tall  flowers  pictured  on  cover 

of  this  book. 
Various  colors. 

36  inches. 

Sweet  William.* 

Di-an-thu8 
Bar-ba-tu8 

Red,  white  and  various  colors. 
See  Garden  for  Little  Folks. 

18  inches. 

Hardy  Garden 
Pinks.* 

Di-an-thua 

Sem-pcr-flo-rens. 

Buy  plants. 

Various     colors.          Old-fashioned 
favorites,  with  spicy  odor. 

Excellent  for  cutting. 

Also:  "Dianthus  Latifolius  Atcroc- 
cineus."    Hybrid  Sweet-William, 
with    brilliant    crimson     double 
flowers,  blooming  all  Summer. 

6-12  inches. 

Iceland  Poppy.* 

Pa-pa-ver 

Buy  "Papaver  Nudicaule"  mixed 
seed. 

See  description  in  Garden  for  Lit- 
tle Folks. 

9-15  inches. 

Marguerite.* 

An-the-mis 
Tinc-to-ri-a. 

Buy  "Anthemis  Tinctoria." 
Color:   yellow. 
Buy  plant. 

15  inches. 

Coreopsis.* 

Co-re-op-sis 
Lan-ce-o-la-ta. 

See   Garden   for   Little   Folks  for 

description. 
Buy  plant. 

24  inches. 

Blanket  Flower. 

Gail-lard-i-a. 

Buy        Gaillardia        Grandiflora. 

Crimson  and  yellow. 
See  Garden  for  Little  Folks. 
Sow  seed  early. 

24  inches. 

only  the  names  marked  with  a  star. 


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Common  Name. 

Botanical  Name. 

Remarks. 

Height. 

Hardy  Phlox.* 

Phlox  Suffruticosa  are  the  Early- 
flowering  Hardy  Phlox. 

Phlox     Decussata    are     the     later 
Hardy  Phlox,  and  are  the  va- 
riety most  used. 

All   colors:    Crimson,   white,   sal- 
mon pink,  etc. 

See  List  of  Hardy  Perennials  for 
Little  Folks  Garden. 

Hardy  Pyre- 

Py-re-thrum 

Red,  rose,  vfrbite  flowers. 

18-24  inches. 

thrums.* 

Hy-brid-um. 

See  Garden  for  Little  Folks. 

Tufted  Pansips.* 

Vi-o-la  Cor-nu-ti. 

See  List  No.  2  for  description. 

3-6  inches. 

Baby's  Breath. 

Gj-p-so-phi-la 

Tiny  white  misty  flowers,  beauti- 

20-30 inches. 

Pa-nie-u-la-ta. 

ful  to  use  in  bouquets,  making  a 
"cobwebby"    filmy   spray   over 
the  flowers. 

Hardy  Candy- 

I-be-ris Sem-per- 

White  low-growing  flowers. 

8-10  inches. 

tuft. 

vi-rens. 

Holly  hoc  k.s* 

A  grandmother's  favorite — pictur- 
esque in  a  garden  background. 
Red,  white,  yellow,  rose,  pink. 

Cut  down  the  stalks  when  the  seeds 
are  dry. 

Plant  seeds;    they  will  bloom  the 
next  season. 

5-8  feet. 

Speedwell. 

Ve-ron-i-ra. 

Blue,  rose,  white. 
Plant  seeds  in  August. 

12-24  iiK!he8. 

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Common  Name. 

Botanical  Name. 

Remarks. 

Height. 

Hybrid  Tea 
Roses. 

See  Chapter  XXXV  on  Roses. 

Japanese 

Bellflower. 
Balloon 

Flower. 

Plat-y-co-don. 

Blue,  and  white  flowers;  deep- 
cupped  and  star  shaped.  Buds 
resemble  tiny  balloons.  Easily 
grown.     Buy  plants. 

Yellow  Day 
Lily. 

Hem-e-ro-cal-lis. 

Yellow  and  orange  tall  lilies. 

These  are  not  pictured  in  the  Cut- 
outs, but  are  very  similar  to  the 
madonna  lily  in  form.  They 
will  grow  in  the  shade. 

18-36  inches. 

Summer  Violet. 

Vi-o-la  Cor-nu-ti 
Pur-pu-re-a. 

Resembles  single  violets,  and  very 
desirable,  for  flowers  appear  when 
blooming  season  of  violets  is 
passed. 

4  inches. 

Turn  to  Chapter  LX  on  "Garden  Color-Pictures,  "to  read 
about  combinations  of  color  for  the  garden. 


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CHAPTER  X 

Autumn  Garden 

LIST  No.  4 


Thirteen  Hardy  Perennial  Plants  which  Bloom  in  the    |^ 
Early  and  Late  Fall 


As  pictured  in  the  Mary  Frances  Garden  Cut-Out  No.  4. 


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Common  Name. 

Botanical  Name. 

Remarks. 

Height. 

Hardy  Larkspur. 

Del-phin-i-um. 

See  List  No.  3  for  description. 

Monks  Hood. 

Ac-o-ni-tum. 

Curiously  shaped  blue  and  white 

flowers.     "Will  grow  in  shade. 
Buy  the  plants. 

3-5  feet. 

Hardy  Phlox.* 

See  List  of  Hardy  Perennials  for 
Little  Folks  Garden. 

Sneezewort. 

He-len-i-um. 

Yellow,  old-gold,  changing  to  terra- 
cotta, daisy-like  flowers. 

Buy  "Riverton  Gem,"  "Riverton 
Beauty." 

Plant  seed  in  August,  or  buy  the 
plants. 

36  inches. 

Hardy  Asters*          Mich-ael-mas 
("Starwort").           Dai-sies. 

See   Garden   for   Little   Folks   for 
description. 

36  inches. 

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Common  Name. 

Botanical  Name. 

Remarks. 

Height. 

Hardy  Chrysan- 
themums.* 

All  colors  except  blue  and  purple. 

15-24  inches. 

Wind  Flower. 

A-nem-o-ne 
Ja-pon-i-ca. 

Rose,    pink,    white    flowers.       If 
grown  from  seed,  protect  with 
shade-cover  until  started. 

Pover  well  in  the  Fall  with  straw 
or  leaves.     Will  not  grow  in  all 
soils. 

2-4  feet. 

Blanket  Flower. 

Gail-lard-i-a. 

See    Garden   for    Little    Folks   for 
description. 

Coreopais.* 

See   Garden   for    Little    Folks   for 
description. 

Red  Hot  Poker. 
Flame  Flower. 
Torch  Lily. 

Tri-to-ma. 

Yellow-orange-scarlet  showy   flow- 
ers  hanging   downward   in   long 
clusters  on  "spike"  heads. 

Buy  plants.      Not  shown   in   the 
Cut-Out. 

36  inches. 

Tufted  Pansies. 

Vi-o-la  Cor-nu-ta. 

See  List  No.  3  for  description. 

Hybrid  Tea 
Roses. 

See  Chapter  XXXV  on  Roses. 

Thoroughwort.* 

Eu-pa-to-ri-um. 

See    Garden    for    Little    Folks   for 
description.. 

Note. — Most  seed  houses  furnish  collections  of  seeds  of  Wild  Flowers.     They  may  be 
had  in  tall-growing  and  dwarf  varieties  for  a  very  reasonable  price. 


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CHAPTER  XI 

Some  Favorite  Annuals 

A  few  Annuals  may  well  be  added  to  these  lists.  Even  though 
Annuals  must  be  planted  every  Spring,  there  are  many  worth 
the  trouble;  in  fact,  a  garden  would  look  lonesome  without  some 
of  the  old  favorites. 

A  very  convenient  arrangement  is  to  give  one  bed  in  the 
vegetable  garden  to  the  starting  of  Annuals. 

The  plants  may  be  moved,  when  some  size,  to  the  hardy 
garden,  near  the  place  of  some  of  the  Perennials  which  die  down; 
for  instance,  hyacinths,  tulips,  and  other  bulbs.  Indeed,  those 
having  short  roots  may  be  placed  directly  over  the  bulbs  after 
their  leaves  have  withered  and  dried. 

A  border  of  low-growing  Annuals  along  the  vegetable  beds 
makes  the  vegetable  garden  a  place  of  beauty. 

If  you  live  where  there  is  snow  in  Winter,  in  order  to  have 
early  Summer  blooms,  the  seeds  must  be  started  early,  under 
glass  protection,  in  a  sunny  window,  or  in  a  hotbed.  A  box 
with  a  glass  cover  is  a  good  substitute  for  a  hotbed.  If  the 
seeds  of  Annuals  are  planted  out  of  doors,  they  rarely  bloom 
before  Mid-Summer,  while  many  Perennials,  which  have  been 
out  all  Winter,  bloom  in  early  Spring.  Select  from  the  following 
lists  the  flowers  which  from  the  description  are  most  pleasing 
to  you. 


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List  of  Fifteen  Annuals 
(All  may  be  raised  from  seeds.     They  do  not  "winter  over.") 


Common  Name. 

Botanical  Nanae. 

Remarks. 

Height. 

Cockscomb.* 

Cin-e-ra-ri-a. 

Crimson,     showy     flowers     easily 
grown.      Resemble  the  comb  of 
a  rooster. 

Bloom  in  the  Fall. 

24  inches. 

Princess 

Ce-lo-si-a 

Yellow    and    crimson,    feathering 

About  2  J  feet. 

Feather. 

Plu-mo-sa. 

spikes  of  bloom. 

Feathered 

Cockacomb. 

Youth-and-Old- 

Zin-ni-as. 

All  brilliant  colors. 

2  feet. 

Age.* 

Bloom  late  in  Fall. 

Easily     raised.        Large-flowering 

Dwarf    are    the    best    seeds    to 

plant. 

Mad  Wort.* 

Sweet  A-lys-sum. 

Charming     edging     plant.        Tiny  j  4  inches. 

white  thick  flower  heads. 

Buy  "Little  Gem." 

Wild  Cucumber 

A  rapid  Annual  Climber. 

Vine. 

Floss  Flower. 

A-ger-a-tum. 

Blooms  from  early  Summer  to  late 

Fall. 
Buy     "Blue      Perfection;"    small 

blue   flossy   flowers  which  grow 

in  thick  clusters.      Excellent  for 

blue  among  cut  flowers. 

12-15  inches. 

*  If  garden  space  is  small,  select  only  the  names  marked  with  a  star. 


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Common  Name. 

Botanical  Name. 

Remarks. 

Height. 

Snapdragon* 
(."Biennial " 
plants). 

An-tir-rhi-num. 

Resemble  sweet  peas,  but  are  easily 
cared  for;  need  no  trellis  or  sup- 
port.      Excellent     for    cutting, 
having    stout    stems.       Sow    in 
February    or    March    in    seed- 
boxes.       Bloom    from    July    to 
November.     Best  variety;   large 
Flowering  Half  Dwarf. 

Colors:      garnet,    red,    rose,    pink, 
copper,    orange,    yellow,    white. 
Plants  sometimes  sow  their  own 
seed  for  next  season. 

18  inches. 

Scarlet  Sage. 

Sal-vi-a  Splon-dens. 

Brilliant  red  bloom  from  Summer 
through  Fall.     Too  harsh  a  shade 
for  a  border  plant.     Use  only  in 
a  mass  ifl  the  garden. 

24  in. 

Cornflowers.* 

Cen-tau-re-a 
Cy-an-us. 

Sometimes      called:       "Bachelor's 
Buttons,"  "Blue  Bottle,"  "Rag- 
ged Robin." 

Buy  "Double  Blue"  variety. 

15  inches. 

Nasturtiums. 

Orange,  yellow,  salmon  color. 
Buy  "  Dwarf  "  variety. 
Excellent  for  edging. 
There   is   a    tall    growing   variety 

which    clings   to   a   support,    or 

"climbs." 

10  inches. 

Cosmos. 

See   Garden   for   Little   Folks   for 
description. 

*  If  garden  space  is  small,  select  only  tlie  names  marked  with  a  star. 
Note:   For  description  of  Sweet  Peas,  see  page  3.^0. 


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CoHimon  Name. 

Botanical  Name. 

Remarks. 

Height. 

■ 

1 

\'orb('n.is. 

Buy  sweet-scented  verbenas  which     18-24  inches, 
come  in  red,  rose,  pink,  purple,  , 
lavender,  white. 

Four-o'Clocks. 

Mi-rab-i-lis  Jul-op-a. 

Do  well  everywhere.                                2  feet. 

Mixed  colors.  Give  each  plant 
twelve  inches  of  room.  Inter- 
esting because  often  visited  by 
humming  birds. 

Mourning  Bride. 
Pincushion  Flower. 

Sca-bi-o-sa. 

1 

j 

Our  grandmothers  loved  also  lady  slippers,  heliotrope, 
mignonette;  but  the  perennial  flowers  have  taken  the  place  of 
many  old-fashioned  Annuals  because  they  require  le.ss  care. 

Among  the  most  interesting  Annuals  are — 

Everlasting  Flowers 

which  may  be  dried  and  will  keep  their  color  for  years.  They 
make  charming  winter  decorations  for  the  table.  There  nrt' 
several  varieties. 

Do  not  try  all  of  the  varieties  named,  but  select  from  tiie 
descriptions  the  one  or  two  which  would  be  most  pleasing  to 
you. 


Some  Favorite  AxNNUALs 


Commou  Name. 


Different  Varieties 


lOverlasting  Flowers 
or  "  Immortelles" 
(pronounrcd 
im-mor-tol). 


A-cro-lin-i-uni.     Pretty  white  and  rosy-pink  flowers,  |  15  inches. 

which  should  be  cut  and  dried  while  in  the  bud 

state. 
Hcl-i-chry-.sum    (Strawflower) .       One    of    the    best  |  30  iiidi 

"Everlasting"    flowers.      Plant    12   inches   apart. 

Mixed  colors. 
I  Xer-an-the-um.     One  of  the  prettiest  of  "Everlast-  I 

ings."     Purple,  white,  rose. 
Globe  Am-a-ranth  (Bachelor's  Buttons).      Resemble  I  12  inches. 

clover  heads  in  white  and  purple. 


In    drying    ''Everlasting"    Flowers,    make    a    ])aper    flower 
holder  in  the  folknving  manner: 


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Paper  Flower  Holder 

1.  Cut  a  large  square  from  a  heavy  piece  of  paper.  Eight 
inches  is  a  good  size. 

2.  Fold  the  paper  across  four  times,  as  shown  by  the  dotted 
lines  in  figures  1,  2,  3,  4. 

3.  Cut  along  dotted  line  A-B,  figure  5. 

4.  Open  to  form  figure  6.  Clip  a  tiny  piece  off  the  point, 
and  clip  along  the  edges  as  shown. 

5.  Spread  the  paper  open.  Set  it  over  the  mouth  of  deep 
vase  or  jar,  and  let  the  stems  of  the  "Everlastings"  hang  full 
length  through  the  little  openings  cut  in  the  holder  until  dried. 
This  method  of  dried  Everlasting  flowers  gives  long  straight  stems. 

"Some  list,  that/'  said  Billy  at  length,  ''and  we 
haven't  yet  thought  of  what  we  will  plant  in  the 

VEGETABLE  GARDEN 
See  Chapter  LMII,  "Some  Hints  on  Growing  Vegetables." 


Peas 
*Onions 

*Parsley  (Dwarf  Curly) 
*Tomatoes 
*Lettuce 


*Thyme 
Peppers 
Potatoes 


*Radishes 
Carrots 
Beets 

Beans — Stringless 
Beans — Bush  Limas 
Corn 
Leeks 
Cucumbers 
Sweet  Basil — a  soup  herb 


If  garden  space  is  small,  select  only  the  names  marked  with  a  star. 


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CHAPTER  XII 

Window  Boxes 

'*'«'"«' '^HY,  Billy,  the  very  thought  of  a  garden 
like  this  almost  frightens  me,"  cried 
Mary  Frances.  "I  don't  believe  I  ever, 
ever  can  remember  one-quarter  of  the  names!" 

' 'Pshaw !"  exclaimed  Billy,  "that's  just  like  a  girl! 
I  wouldn't  let  a  few  names  scare  me!  Besides,  there 
aren't  so  many  names;  some  are  repeated  in  each  list. 
That's  not  a  very  difficult  garden,  if  managed  just  as 
Miss  Gardiner  explained." 

"Oh,  I'm  not  scared — exactly,"  said  Mary  Frances, 
"not  when  I  have  such  a  wonderful  teacher,  ahem! 
Professor  Billy,  when  does  my  next  lesson  come?" 

"Can't  promise,"  said  Billy  not  knowing  whether 
to  be  pleased  or  vexed,  "next  lesson  begins  work. 
Hello!  I  see  by  my  note  book,  I've  left  out  a  part  of 
this  lesson.  I  suppose  it  is  because  we've  never  had 
window  boxes  that  I  overlooked  this  list." 

"Window  gardens  are  almost  like  a  doll's  garden,  it 
seems  to  me,"  said  Mary  Frances,  as  Billy  started  to  read: 

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Slggestions  fou  Planting  of  Window  Boxes 

1.  Have  the  boxes  made  with  small  holes,  or  outlets,  so  that 
there  may  be  good  drainage;  for  although  plants  love  to  drink 
water,  they  do  not  enjoy  having  ''soaking  wet  feet"  all  the  time. 

2.  In  the  bottom  of  the  box  place  some  pebbles  or  broken 
stone;   this,  also,  to  make  the  drainage  good. 

3.  Fill  box  with  sifted  sand  and  humus  (or  manure)  very 
much  as  for  seed  boxes.     See  C'hapter  XIV. 

Following  is  a  list  of — 

Nine  Excellent  Fkee-Blooming  Plants  for  Window  Boxes 
(Most  are  annuals,  easily  started  from  seeds) 


Petuuiaa. 


[  Many   beautiful   colors.       Sow   the   seeds   indoors;     the 

!       plants  may  be  placed  out  as  soon  as  danger  of  frost  is 

passed.     If  seeds  are  saved,  they  should  be  taken  frofii 

the   weakest   plants,  as   they   will   give  better   results 

than  from  stronger  plants. 

I  Bloom  until  killed  by  frost.     Buy  double  large  flowering. 


Zinnias  ("  Youth-aud-Old-Age  '  ).      All  colors  except  blue  and  purple.     Buy  "  Dwarf  Double  " 
!      varieties.     Bloom  late  into  the  Fall. 

Phlox  Drunimondi  (.\nnual 
Phlox). 

Very  many  beautiful  mixed  colors. 
Easily  grown. 

Sweet  Alyssum. 

Buy  the  tall  variety,  of  trailing  habit:  ".Myssum  Mari- 
timum."     Plant  near  edges  of  box. 

Cuphea  (Cigar  Plant). 
V -.^ 

Interesting  little  plant,  growing  one  foot  high.      Little 
scarlet  flowers,  shape  of  hollow  cigars,  with  black  and 
white  tip,  resembling  ashes. 

Window  Boxes 


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Agfiratum  (Floss  Flower). 


Vrrbenas. 


Buy  Dwarf  Variety.     Sec  I-ist  of  Annuals  for  description. 


Sweet -scented  Verbena.'*. 

Colors:   Rose,  pink,  white,  purple,  lavender,  ete. 


X'irica  Major  Varigata  ("Varic-      Excellent  for  trailing  over  the  edges  of  window  boxes. 


gated  Periwin 

klo"). 

Leaves  glossy  green  with  light  green  edges. 
Flowers,  blue. 

(ieraniunis. 

Too  well  known  to  need  description.     Easily  grown  from 

"cutting."." 
See  Chapter  XXXV. 
Do  not  expect  geraniums  to  bloom  the  year  rovuKl.     fJivo 

them  rest  in  Winterer  Summer  by  pinching  off  tiic  buds. 

One  of  tlic  ])rettiest  .sluiUow  windows  boxes  is  jilanted  with 
Violas  in  mixed  colors,  with  ''Tom  Thmnb"  Alyssmn  for  edging. 

''Oh,  Billy,  will  you  build  me  a  window  box  soon  for 
my  play  house?"  asked  Maiy  Frances  with  enthusiasm. 

''Will  I?  Indeed,  Mary  Frances,  what  do  you 
think!     I  don't  beUeve  you'll  find  another  fellow — — " 

"Oh,  Billy,  I  didn't  think!  I  didn't!  You're  so 
good  to  give  me  these  lessons!  Fll  wait  until  later 
for  the  window  box." 

'You'd  better,"  said  Billy;  "you  interrupted  my 
notes.  There  is  just  one  more  flower  mentioned  in 
these  hsts.     It  is — 


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Lemon  Verbena        An  old-fashioned  favorite,  because  of  the  sweet-scented  foliage.      It  is 
(not  hardy).        i       better  grown  in  the  garden  than  in  window  boxes.      The  flowers  are 
insignificant,  but  the  iemon-scented  leaves  are  a  delight. 


''Some  'lemon  verbena'  I  shall  have!"  exclaimed 
Mary  Frances.  "I  remember  it  well  in  Grandma's 
garden,  don't  you?  " 

"I  remember  it,  but  I  remember  another  sweet- 
scented  leaf  better : 


Bcr-ga-niot.         1  Hardy,  easily  grown. 

Flowers:    Brilliant  rod;   pretty,  but  not  beautiful.     Leaves  very  fragrant. 
Humming  birds  often  gather  nectar  from  the  flowers. 


"Oh,  Billy,  I  remember  that,  too.  Wasn't  it 
lovely!  I  know  Grandma  will  give  me  some  roots. 
Now,  let's  begin  the  next  lesson.  I  am  so  anxious  to 
get  to  the  place  where  I  really  begin  to  do  some- 
thing!" 

''Well,  you  could  do  something  right  away,"  said 
Billy.  "You  could  start  in  this  box  which  I  filled  with 
earth  3'esterday,  and  hung  outside  your  play  house 
window- 


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''Oh,  Billy!"  breathed  Mary  Frances,  "I  didn't 
see  it !    My,  how  pleased  I  am ! " 

''Humm!"  Billy  acknowledged  her  gratitude  and 
continued:  ''You  could  start — 

An  Herb-Garden  Window  Box 
A  Soup-and-Sauce  Garden 


Parsley. 

See  Liat  of  Vegetables  for  Little  Folka'  Garden. 

Sage. 

A  savory  herb.     Buy  the  plant.      It  grows  about  15  inches  tall. 

Mint. 

Used  for  " mint  sauce."     Easily  grown.     Buy  the  plant. 

Chivea. 

Somewhat  like  small  delicate  green  onion  topa.     Bear  a  pretty  blue  flower. 
Buy  clump  of  roots. 

Thyme. 

Edge  the  box  with  thyme. 

See  List  of  Vegetables  for  Little  Folks'  Garden. 

"I'll  start  it  immediately,"  declared  Mary  Frances, 
who  was  very  fond  of  cooking,  "Fll  get  my  purse 
and  go  to  the  florist's  right  now  to  buy  the  plants." 

"Good-bye,  then!"  called  Billy,  "Fve  done  my 
part.     My  next  help  is  in  eating  the  soup — or  sauce!" 


CHAPTER  XIIT 


Billy  Tests  the  Soil 


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O  you  suppose,  Professor — I  mean  Bilh'  — 
do  you  imagine  we  can  keep  the  garden 
a  secret?" 

The  early  Spring  day  was  so  lovel}'  that  the 
children  were  sitting  in  the  summer  house. 

"I  guess  the  folks  will  suspect  something," 
answered  Billy,  "when  they  see  us  digging  and  spad- 
ing, but  they  won't  for  a  moment  think  of  all  we're 
l)lanning  to  do." 

''They  can't  help  seeing  things  grow,"  Billy  went 
on,  ''but  how  little  they'll  expect  you  to  come  in  some 
day  with  radishes  and  lettuce  from  your  own  garden." 

"You're  just  like  Feather  Flop!"  exclaimed  Mary 
Frances. 

"Well,  I  like  that!" 

"I  mean,"  Mary  Frances  caught  her  breath,  "I 
mean  you  think  only  of  the  vegetables,  and  forget 
that  I  will  bring  in  a  beautiful  bouquet  of  flowers 
for  the  table." 

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"Oh,  to  bo  sure,"  nodded  Billy,  "but  you  won't 
have  either  unless  we  begin  the  next  lesson.  The 
first  thing  after  making  out  the  Hst,  so  our  professor 
told  us,  is  to  understand  about  the  soil.  He  said  that 
after  knowing  what  to  plant,  we  must  learn  how  to 
plant.  So  let  us  go  have  a  look  at  the  soil  near  the 
play  house." 

In  front  of  the  play  house,  Billy  caught  up  a  handful 
of  earth. 

''Listen,  Mary  Frances,"  he  said,  earnestly,  "let 
us  examine  this  closely.  To  test  the  soil  is  the  most 
important  point  in  gardening,  as  you  will  readily  see 
after  you  have  heard — 

GARDEN   LESSON   No.  3 
Testing  the  Soil 

There  are  very  few  places  where  the  soil  is  ''just  right"  for 
phiiits. 

In  order  to  find  out  what  kind  of  soil  is  in  your  garden,  joii 
may  make  a  little  test  by  squeezing  some  tight  in  your  hand. 

Almost  any  soil,  if  very  damp,  will  "hold  together;"  that  is, 
if  a  handful  is  squeezed,  it  will  stay  in  the  shape  of  the  hand,  so 
do  not  make  the  test  until  two  or  three  days  after  a  rain,  when  it 
will  he  quite  dry. 


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Clayey  Soil 

If,  in  a  couple  ol  days  after  a  rain,  the  soil  is  sticky,  something 
like  putty,  and  a  squeezed  handful  holds  together,  and  shows  the 
marks  of  your  fingers,  it  is  clayey  soil. 

Now,  if  the  soil  in  your  garden  is  clayey,  it  will  never,  never 
do  for  plant  babies.     No  indeed! 

You  see,  it  holds  so  close  together  that  the  little  roots  cannot 
push  it  apart,  and  cannot  grow.  So  to  clayey  soil  you  must  add 
something  which  will  lighten  it  up;  like  sand,  or  even  coal  ashes, 
or  stable  manure  which  contains  a  large  quantity  of  straw. 

Deep  digging  and  forking  help  a  lot,  too,  in  breaking  up  the 
tight  hold  which  clay  grains  have  upon  each  other.  Sometimes 
that  in  itself  will  make  the  clay  sufficiently  light. 

Sandy  Soil 

Little  plant  babies  are  so  delicate  that  a  very  sandy  bed 
would  not  do  for  them  either,  for  a  rain  might  wash  away  the  soil 
from  their  roots. 

All  plants  are  very  particular,  and  grow  best  if  their  bed  is 
"just  right." 

So,  if  in  a  couple  of  days  after  a  rain,  a  squeezed  handful  of 
your  garden  soil  wall  not  hold  together  at  all,  and  sifts  through 
your  fingers,  heavier  material  must  be  added. 

A  little  clay  worked  into  the  sand  and  run  over  with  a 
roller  helps;  l)ut  there  i«  something  even  better — it  is  stable 
manure. 


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Humus 

Stable  manure*  not  only  helps  hold  sandy  soil  together  and 
lightens  clayey  soils,  but  it  contains  a  very  great  deal  of  plant 
food  in  the  form  of  humus,  and  without  humus  all  the  other  plant 
food  in  the  soil  is  of  very  little  value  to  the  plant. 

What  Humus  Is 

I  know  you  are  going  to  ask  me  what  humus  is;  but  first  I 
want  to  ask  you  to  think  what  the  soil  is.  Yes,  dirt,  that  is  right; 
but  dirt  came  from  where? 

For  the  most  part  from  broken  and  crumbled-up  rock,  for 
this  earth  was  once  nearly  all  of  rock. 

But  dirt  or  soil  is  not  only  rotten  and  broken  and  crumbled- 
up  rock,  as  you  will  see  in  one  minute. 

Do  you  remember  how  the  leaves  fell  off  the  tree  last  Autumn, 
and  how  the  grass  died  down?    What  became  of  the  leaves  and  grass? 

They  died,  yes,  and  turned  into  leaf  mold,  which  is  one  form 
of  humus. 

You  have  guessed  right,  Mary  Frances.  Humus  is  decayed 
vegetable  matter. 

*  Manure  should  be  well  rotted,  otherwise  plants  cannot  make  use  of  it, 
for  they  must  have  food  that  has  been  "broken  down,"  so  that  the  plant 
roots  can  take  up  what  they  need. 

Manure  that  is  rotted  has  been  piled  up  and  left  out  in  the  weather  with 
a  board  or  two  for  cover  to  shed  water.  The  pile  has  been  turned  over  once  a 
month,  and  dampened  when  dry. 


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What  Humus  Does 

Hiimn.s  mixed  with  water  makes  humus  soup,  which  is  the 
A'cry  Ix'st  kind  of  plant  food,  and  the  phmt  bal)ies  love  it.  They 
drink  it  through  their  roots,  you  know. 

Not  only  does  humus  help  with  the  matter  of  food,  liut  it 
holds  moisture  in  the  soil,  and  in  some  almost  magic  way  makes 
other  plant  food  into  a  form  which  the  plant  can  use. 

Of  course,  you  wish  to  give  your  plants  the  best  kind  of 
food,  and  of  course  j^ou  will  want  humus. 

But  suppose  you  cannot  readily  get  stable  manure,  or  leaf 
mold  from  the  woods,  why  then,  you  can  make  humus.  Every  day 
the  very  things  you  need  to  make  humus  may  be  going  to  waste. 


To  Make  a  Compost  Heap 


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Save  all  the  vegetable  tops,  leaves,  grass,  (^tc.      Pile 
u})  ami  let  them  decay.     When  decayed,  they  are  hiunus. 

Another  way  to  make  a  compost  heap  is  to  dig  grass  sod^ 
about  eight  inches  square,  and  make  them  into  a  pile  about  twt> 
feet  liigh,  \vith  layers  of  earth  and  manure  between,  and  let  stand 
in  the  weather  to  decaj^  Turn  over  when  decayed.  When 
wanted  for  use,  cut  some  down,  knock  apart  and  spread. 

You  have  heard  of  sowing  rye  or  oats,  and  ''ploughing  the 
crop  under"  to  enrich  the  soil;  this  makes  humus  out  of  the  green 
rye  or  oats  and  their  roots.  •  " 

The  plant  baby  and  big  plants,  too,  need  many  different 
kinds  of  food,  but  the  most  important  is  humus. 


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H,  yes,"  continued  Billy  'I'm  going  to  tell 
you  how  the  plants  eat,  and  why  they  are 
so  fond  of  plant-food  soup,  and  why  they 
like  bones  (of  course,  for  soup!  that  is  right);  but  I 
think  you  would  prefer  that  story  later  on,  and 
would  rather  talk  now  about — 


Garden  Tools 

The  best  small  garden  tools  arc  a  "Ladies'  Set,"  for  they 
are  strong  and  yet  small  and  pleasant  to  handle. 

A  fork  for  digging;  a  rake  and  a  hoe  and  a  "cultivator"  aie 
necessary. 

To  Dig  up  the  Garden 

1.  Drive  the  fork  down  into  the  ground,  >\'ith  your  left 
foot  on  top  of  the  prongs,  and  lift  the  clod  of  earth  high  enough 
to  turn  over. 

2.  After  dropping  it,  "spank"  it  apart  into  little  Imnps  and 
dust. 

Commence  this  work  .at  the  back  of  the  garden,  and  step 

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backward  over  the  untouched  earth,  until  you  have  covered  the 

entire  plot.  Begin  at  the  left-hand 
corner  "A"  and  across  to  the  right. 

In  this  way,  you  will  not  step 
on  the  loosened  soil,  nor  pack  it 
down. 

Of  course,  in  large  fields,  this  work 


To  Prepare  the  Soil 


1.  Spread  humus  or  manure,  or 
both,  all  over  the  surface  and  dig  it 
in,  in  the  same  manner  in  which  you 
first  dug  up  the  garden,  if  you  wish  to 
be  entirely  certain  of  having  success. 

But  even  then,  the  soil  is  not  fine 
enough.  No.  I  see  you  shake  your 
head.  But,  Mary  Frances,  if  you 
want  a  lovely  garden,  you  must  get 
the  garden  table  ready  for  the  plant 
Spading  the  Garden       roots  in  the  most  enticing  way. 

2.  Next,  take  your  rake  and 
"comb"  the  earth  to  and  fro  until  it  is  all  light  and 
feathery. 

Of  course,  in  large  fields,  this  work  of  raking  is  done  with 
a  harrow. 

3.  After  planting  the  seeds,  pat  the  soil  down  firmly  so  that 


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it  will  be  firm  enough  for  the  little  rootlets  to  "get  a  hold,"  yet 
will  be  movable  so  that  they  may  grow'. 

To  Plant  Skeds  in  Boxes 

Little  seeds  are  not  always  started,  or  planted,  out  of 
doors. 

Instead,  early  in  the  Spring,  seeds  are  often  started  in  boxes 
in  a  sunny  window^  or  in  hotbeds.     (See  Chapter  LVII.) 

We'll  make  a  hotbed  of  our  own  one  of  these  days,  Mary 
Frances,  but  at  present  w^e'll  have  to  be  satisfied  with  seed  boxes. 


Preparing  the  Soil 

1.  For  starting  seeds  indoors,  use  shallow  boxes,  plaecMl  in 
a  sunny  window. 

Cigar  boxes  are  of  a  convenient  size  for  children  to  use. 
The  soil  should  be  fine  and  rich  in  humus. 

2.  Sift  some  soil  from  the  compost  heap,  or  some  leaf  loam 
(soil  from  the  woods),  or  some  well  rotted  stable  manure,* 
through  a  large  mesh  sieve  (ash  sifter)  and  mix  with  the  same 
amount  of  fine  sand. 

3.  Fill  the  boxes  with  this  mixture;  water  it  well  Avith  a 
fine  sprinkler. 


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Rowing  the  iSeed  Boxeb 

1.  Sow  the  seeds  thinly,  sprinkle  them  like  pepper  from  a 
shaker  on  the  surface,  and  over  them  spread  a  very,  very  little 
sand. 

2.  If  possible,  cover  the  box  with  glass  to  prevent  the  soil 
from  drying,  but  let  the  air  into  the  box  by  tilting  the  glass  on  one 
side,  using  a  cork  on  the  edge. 

Watering  the  Seed  Boxes 

1.  Do  not  water  often,  but  when  necessary  to  do  so,  use 
the  finest  sprinkler  possible. 

2.  Water  seed  boxes  in  the  morning.  For  if  watered  at  night, 
the  tiny  plants  may  "damp  off,"  or  mildew. 

"Oh,"  exclaimed  Mary  Frances,  "how  careful  a 
gardener  has  to  be!  What  lovely  beds  must  be  made 
for  little  seeds!" 

"Exactly  so,"  agreed  Billy.  "I  see  you  get  the 
point  of  the  lesson.  It  is  really  about  how  to  make 
the  beds  for  the  seed  babies." 

"The  dear  little  things,"  said  Mary  Frances. 
"Billy,  I  had  no  idea  how  easily  I  would  learn  to 
love  the  thought  of  them." 

"Well,   then  you'll   enjoy  the  next   lesson,"   said 


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Billy,  turning  over  the  leaves  of  his  note  book.  ''Our 
professor  told  us  next  a  good  deal  about  the  seed 
babies." 

''Can't  we  go  right  on  now  with  that  lesson?" 
asked  Mar}^  Frances,  in  delight  at  the  willingness 
of  Billy  to  teach  her. 

"T  guess  so,"  rephed  Billy,  looking  at  his  watch. 
''The  ball  team  doesn't  meet  until  two-thirty." 


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The  Outdoor  Seed-Bed 

<i^ET    me    see,"    said    Billy.       "What    lesson    is 
this?" 

''It's  the  fourth  lesson,"  Mary  Fran- 
ces counted  on  her  fingers.  ''I  remember  per- 
fectly." 

''Right  you  are,"  replied  Billy,  rising  and  bowing; 
"and  I  shall  begin  this  lecture  bj^  reciting  a  little 
piece  of  poetry,  called — 


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Two  Little  Acorns 

Two  little  acorns 

Sitting  on  a  stem — 
One  little  acorn 

Says,  "Ahem!" 
Other  little  acorn 

Says,  "Oh-ho! 
I  wonder,  now, 

What  makes  us  grow?" 

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"I  don't  know, 

But  this  1  see; 
It  must  be  someone 

Wiser  than  we." 
Other  Httle  acorn 

Says,  ''Oh-ho! 
Indeed,  indeed, 

That  must  be  so!" 


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Billy  made  a  deep  bow,  and  Mary  Frances  clapped 
her  hands;  then  Billy  opened  his  note  book,  cleared 
his  throat,  and  began: 


GARDEN   LESSON  No.  4 
The  Outdoors  Seed-Bed 

Having  found  how  to  get  the  outdoors  seed-bed  ready,  we 
will  next  learn  how  to  plant  the  seed. 

Of  course,  you  have  made  your  list  of  the  seeds  needed,  and 
have  received  them  from  the  dealer. 

If  possible,  it  is  best  to  run  the  planting  of  the  rows  or  drills 
north  and  south  so  that  the  sun  ivill  shine  upon  the  rows  of 
plants  all  day,  from  the  east  in  the  mornings;  from  the  west  in 
the  afternoons. 

You  will  need  a  garden  line  to  make  a  straight  first  row. 


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To  Make  a  Garden  Line 

1.  Cut  two  sticks  about  :is  larjiic  around  as  a  broom  handle, 
each  eighteen  inches  long. 

2.  Point  the  ends  so  that  they  may  l)e  ea.sily  stuck  into  the 
ground. 

o.  Tie  one  end  of  a  strong  twenty-five  foot   cord  to   eacli 
stick.     Roll  the  cord  on  the  stick. 


To  Use  the  Garden  Tine 

1.  Decide  where  you  wish  the  first  row  of  plants  to  grow. 

2.  Push  the  stick,  not  having  the  roll  of  cord,  down  into 
the  ground  at  the  end  of  this  imaginary  row. 

3.  With  the  other  stick  in  hand  walk  back,  \mrolling  the 
cord  until  you  reach  the  other  end  of  the  imaginary  row  of  little 
plants.  Try  to  make  this  row  very  straight,  as  all  the  other 
rows  wall  be  measured  from  it. 

By  the  way,  this  row  should  be  quite  near  the  edge  of  the 
])od,  so  that  you  will  not  have  to  step  on  the  loose  "feathery"  Sf)il. 

4.  Drive  the  other  stick  down  into  the  earth,  drawing  the 
cord  tight. 

Planting  in  Drills 

1.  Pre])are  the  rake  to  mark  the  little  rows,  or  drills,  for 
the  seed.  Have  ready  three  good-sized  corks.  Stick  the  middle 
tooth  ot  the  rake  half  way  through  one  cork. 

2.  Do  the  same  to  the  tw'O  end  teeth. 


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:i  Run  one  end  tooth  of  the  rake  along  the  stretched  garden 
line  keeping  all  the  teeth  parallel  with  the  line.  Continue  to 
use  the  rake  across  the  entire  bed.  This  is  a  convenient  method 
of  getting  straight  rows.  Make  the  drills  (hollows)  about  a  half 
inch  deep. 


Broadcasting 

Seed  are  often  not  sowed  in  "drills,"  but  arc  "broadcast;" 
where  plants  are  to  be  thinned  out  when  they  come  up,  and  not 
to  be  transplanted,  the  drills  are  bettor. 

Broadcasting  is  throAving  the  seeds  lightly  over  the  surface 
of  the  ground,  so  that  each  will  fall  a  little  way  apart  from  th(> 
other,  like  sprinkling  with  pepper  from  a  pepper  shaker. 


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Covering  the  Seeds 

After  the  seeds  are  sown,  draw  the  earth  lightly  over  them 
either  with  your  hands  or  \\-\\h  the  back  of  the  rake.  It  is  best 
to  sow  seeds  just  before  a  rain,  except  when  the  seeds  are  very 
small;  then,  just  after  a  rain.  If  there  is  no  rain,  sprinkle  lightly, 
but  thoroughly  dampen  the  earth. 

Pat  the  earth  down  gently  witli  tiie  ])uhns  of  your  hands 
or  with  a  board. 

A  board  is  much  the  better  if  seed  has  l)een  broadcast. 

The  reason?  Oh,  yes,  the  reason  is  that  the  soil  will  be  too 
light  and  airy  unless  firmed. 

The  little  seed  rootlets  need  close-packed  light  earth,  with 


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no  lumps.      Just  imagine  how  tiny  they  are,  and  how  near  to 
them  must  be  the  tiny  grains  of  sand  for  them  to  take  hold  on. 

To  Mark  the  Beds 

After  the  seeds  arc  planted,  drive  down  at  the  ends  of  the 
first  and  last  rows  little  stakes,  marked  with  the  names  of  the 
kind  of  seed  planted  in  the  section. 

"Perhaps  you  think  you  will  remember  what  kinds 
of  seed  you've  planted;  but  one  is  never  certain. 
Once  I  thought  I  had  planted  carrots  and  when  the 
plants  grew,  I  had  beets.  It  is  not  safe  to  try  to 
remember. 

So  much,  then,  for  how  to  put  seed  babies  into 
their  beds. 

By  and  by,  they  are  going  to  wake  up,  and  we 
must  understand  how  to  take  care  of  them.  The  best 
way  to  learn  how  to  take  care  of  them  is  to  find  out 
what  they  are,  and  what  they  need." 


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CHAPTER  XVI 

Seed  Babies  and  Their  Nurses 

IRST  of  all,  we  must  understand  that  the  seed 
has  a  coat  which  holds  the  living,  sleeping  baby. 
You  see,  the  baby  itself  is  so  tiny  and  delicate 
that  it  would  not  be  safe  for  it  to  be  out  without  its 
seed  coat.  The  wind  and  the  sun  would  soon  dry  it 
up  and  kill  it;  then,  too,  it  would  die  of  hunger,  for 
it  is  too  little  to  find  its  own  food.  So  its  mother 
wraps  the  baby  up  in  its  strong  seed  coat,  and  puts 
its  food  in  beside  it,  in  the  same  coat.  And  there 
the  seed  baby  lies  sound  asleep  until — until  everything 
is  just  right  for  it  to  wake  up.  The  time  it  likes 
best  to  awaken  is  in  Spring,  when  the  weather  is 
getting  w^arm. 

Seed  Babies  in  Their  Coats 

You  will  put  your  seed  babies,  coats  and  all,  into  the  warm 
ground  early  in  the  Spring,  when  they  will  feel  like  growing.  Then 
you  will  dampen  them,  for  without  moisture  and  food,  the  seed 
baby  will  not  wake  up.  The  moisture  swells  the  seed  coat,  and 
wakens  the  baby,  and  gets  the  food  ready  for  the  baby  to  eat. 

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The  baby  begins  to  eat  the  food  its  mother  put  inside  the 
seetl  coat;  it  stretches  itself,  and  pretty  soon  sends  down  into 
the  earth  a  ''teeny-weeny"  rootlet.  This  rootlet  takes  a  little 
food  from  the  earth  up  to  the  baby.  Oh,  yes,  plant  soup,  that 
is  the  kind  of  food  it  takes.  Plant  soup  is  mixed  earth  and 
water. 

How  good  it  is  for  the  plant  child,  depends  on  how  sweet 
the  soil  is,  and  how  much  humus  or  compost  or  manure  food  is 
in  the  soup.  Humus  soup  tastes  wonderfully  good  to  the  baby 
plant. 

Cotyledons 

Well,  not  only  does  the  baby  plant  send  down  this  tiny 
rtxjtlet,  but  its  tiny  stem  grows  upward,  and  bursts  through 
the  seed  coats  and  show  tw'o  tiny  leaves. 

The  two  tiny  leaves  which  appear  on  top  of  this  stem,  whih^ 
dovn  in  the  soil  grew  larger,  threw  open  tlie  seed  coat,  and  came 
u])  to  the  surface  for  the  air  and  sunshine. 

Th(;se  leaves  are  called  the  seed-leaves,  or  c6t-y-le'-d6ns. 
They  are  not  the  true  leaves  of  the  plant  baby,  but  are  nurse- 
l(!av(!s  which  go  ahead  of  the  leaves  of  the  baby  plant,  and  really 
,hold  the  true  leaf  of  the  baby  between  them. 

These  nurse-leaves  take  care  of  and  feed  the  tiny  ])lant 
baby  until  it  can  send  out  its  own  tiny  leaves  to  gather  air  :uid 
digest  food  for  itself. 

If  you  pull  up  a  Lima  Bean  Seed  Baby  after  it  has  started 
to  grow  you  will  see  the  nurse-leaves. 


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No  plant  .should  be  movrrl  or  traiis])lMritotl  tjniil  :\i  loasl 
twt)  Inie  leaves,  or  leaves  of  its  own,  not  nurse-lenvcs  (cotAledons). 
have  appeared. 

Of  course,  when  the  little  i^lants  first  eouie  uj)  there  will 
l)e  so  many  that  each  will  choke  the  other,  and  so  we  must  leani 
about — '■ 

Thinning  Oi't  thk  Plants 

Whim  th(^  little  plants  are  about  two  inches  high,  pull  up 
all  the  weak  plants,  leaving  the  stronger  ones  from  one  to  six 
inches  apart,  according  to  the  kind  of  plants. 

The  little  plants  will  need  moistiue,  too — not  just  "water- 
ing," but  the  moisture  which  lies  far  beneath  the  surface,  and 
which  can  only  be  had  by  keeping  the  surface  soil  in  good  con- 
dition, so  as  when  the  plants  grow  one  of  the  most  imi)ortant 
tilings  we  have  to  learn  to  do  is — 

To  Cultivate 

"Cultivating"  means  breaking  \i])  the  soil  where  it  hardens 
about  the  plant.  It  is  the  most  important  part  of  gardening  aftei' 
planting,  except  "thinning  out." 

Cultivating  is  done  by  use  of  the  hoe  and  "cultivator,"  the 
rake-like  tool  which  has  but  few  prongs.  Draw  the  cultivatt)r 
Ijetween  the  rows  of  plants  every  day  or  two.  Use  the  hoe  in 
smaller  spaces.  Use  the  hoe  to  chop  down  weeds  below  the 
surface  of  the  ground,  being  careful  not  to  cut  into  the  roots  of 
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In  breaking  up  the  hard  soil,  or  "cultivating,"  the  weeds 
are  destroyed,  but  hard  soil  is  a  worse  enemy  of  plant  babies 
than  weeds  even,  although  every  child  knows  how  dreadful  it 
is  for  a  garden  to  let  weeds  steal  all  the  food  from  the  baby 
plants. 

fair. 
Baby  plants  need  <  food, 

[moisture. 

Now  if  there  is  a  hard  crust  of  soil  around  the  roots,  they 
cannot  get  the  «w';  so  we  cultivate  or  break  up  the  hard  soil  to 
give  them  air. 

Baby  plants  cannot  get  food  if  big  strong  weeds  steal  it 
from  them;   so  we  cultivate  to  kill  the  weeds. 

Baby  plants  need  moisture,  perhaps  more  than  anything 
else,  so  w^e  cultivate;  for  cultivating  keeps  in  the  moisture  that 
is  down  in  the  soil.     I  will  explain  this  in  a  very  little  while. 

So  3^ou  see  Cultivating  is  the  most  important  garden  work. 


Watering 

Perhaps  you  think  watering  the  garden  most  important. 
If  so,  you  are  mistaken.  Yes,  the  garden  must  be  watered  from 
time  to  time;  but  w^hen  it  is  watered  it  should  be  drenched  soak- 
ing wet,  never  sprinkled  a  little  every  day  or  two.  One  soaking 
in  a  week  is  better  than  a  light  sprinkling  every  day.  Light 
sprinkling  brings  the  roots  to  the  surface,  where  the  sun  dries 
them  up  in  a  short  time.     On  the  other  hand,  the  rain  or  a  thor- 


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ough  drenching  soaks  down,  down,  down,  into  the  earth,  where 
it  is  stored  up  for  future  use. 

The  Importance  of  Cultivating 

Now,  I  am  going  to  tell  you  why  cultivating  is  so  important 
in  regard  to  moisture. 

If  the  soil  is  all  soft  and  fine  and  loose,  the  rain  can  easily 
run  down  through  it  to  the  roots. 

;:       If  it  were  hard,  the  water  would  run  off  to  lower  ground. 
That's  easily  understood. 

]  ;     But  immediately  after  the  rain,  when  the  sun  comes  out 
and  the  wind  blows,  the  surface  of  the  soil  begins  to  dry. 

Then  the  sun  "coaxes"  and  "pulls"  the  water  up,  up,  up, 
to  the  surface  it  has  dried,  something  like  the  way  you  pull  the 
juice  of  an  orange  up  through  a  stick  of  lemon  candy.  Now 
let  me  ask  you — could  you  pull  much  orange  juice  through  the 
stick  of  candy  if  the  stick  of  candy  were  crumbled  or  broken 
apart  at  the  top?     No,  you  could  not. 

Neither  can  the  sun  pull  the  moisture  up  through  the  tiny 
little  tubes  in  the  soil  if  we  break  those  little  tubes  and  crumble 
the  tops  into  dust.  No,  you  need  not  look  for  these  tubes,  Mary 
Frances;  they  are  too  tiny  for  you  to  see,  but  they  act 
very  much  like  blotting  paper  to  bring  the  under  moisture 
up  to  the  surface,  and  unless  they  are  broken  and  crumbled,  the 
deep  earth  moisture  goes  sailing  off  into  the  air  to  meet  the  sun, 
as  fast  as  if  it  ran  out  of  a  little  spigot  running  it  off,  and  the 
poor  plant  baby  dries  up  for  want  of  deep  moisture  neat-  its  roots. 


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How  shall   wo  break  these  tubes   (the  sun's  lemon  candy 
tiok)? 

Yes,  that's  right,  Mary  Frances! 
By  Cultivation. 


''Jimiii}^!  what  a  long  lesson!"  cxclainiod  Billy, 
wiping  his  forehead,  ''What're  you  going  to  do  for 
me,  Mary  Frances,  for  all  this  wonderful  instruction?" 

"T]\  give  a  dinner  in  your  honor,  Professor,  and 
let  you  invite  whom  you  please." 

''On  one  condition,"  said  Billy,  ''that  every  thing 
we  have  will  come  out  of  your  garden!" 

''Agreed!" 

"To-morrow  we  begin  real  work  and  put  into 
practice  some  of  these  remarkable  lectures,"  added 
Billy  earnestl}'. 

"Oh,  how  glad  I  am!"  exclaimed  Mary  Frances. 
"Billy,  it  seems  too  wonderful!  My,  Fm  glad 
Mother  and  Father  sent  you  away  to  school,  though 
T  did  miss  you  terribh^  but  you  learned  such  a  lot 
that  it  makes  up  for  it." 

"Augh!  Mary  Frances,  you  make  a  fellow  feel 
ueer,  I  wasn't  such  a  perfect  little  angel  in  school.'' 


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'Oh,  certainly  not,  f3ertainly  not,  Billy,"  laughod 
Mary  Frances,  ''that's  the  wonder  of  it — to  think 
a  bad  boy  like  you  could  learn  so  much,  that's  the 
puzzle  to  me." 

"Humm!"  said  Billy  to  himself  as  he  looked 
after  ]\Iary  Frances'  fleeting  figure,  "It's  lucky  for 
that  girl  that  Fm  a  scout." 


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CHAPTER  XVII 

Names  of  Parts  of  Flowers 

THE  children  worked  in  the  garden  early  and 
late  for  days,  and  if  the  grown-ups  in  the 
big  house  suspected  they  were  gardening, 
they  did  not  hint  that  they  thought  of  such  a 
thing. 

Billy  spaded,  and  Mary  Frances  planted,  and 
Feather  Flop  looked  on  from  a  distance  whenever 
Billy  was  anywhere  to  be  seen. 

One  day,  Mary  Frances  met  him  as  she  came  to 
the  compost  heap,  where  she  was  going  to  throw  some 
weeds  and  grass  cuttings. 

"Why,  Feather  Flop,"  she  exclaimed,  "I  haven't 
seen  you  for  ever-so-long!     Where  have  you  been?" 

'^I've  been — I've  been — watching,"  said  Feather 
Flop,  ''and  when  I've  thought  I  dared,  I've  weeded 
your  garden;  yes,  I  have.  Haven't  you  noticed  how 
few  weeds  there  were?"  he  asked  anxiously. 

''I  have,  Feather  Flop,  indeed  I  have;  only  the 
other  day  I  said  to  Billj-,   'I  almost  could  imagine 


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someone    had    been    ''cultivating"     the    garden    this 
morning.'  " 

^'That  was  the  morning  I  got  up  before  dayhght, 
and   went   out   there   and   scratched,    and   scratched, 
where  I  felt  sure  I  would  not  disturb  anything  which  j^ 
ought    not    to    be    disturbed/'     said    Feather  Flop, 
dehghted. 

"My,"  said  Mary  Frances,  ''how  perfectl}^  dear 
of  you,  Feather  Flop;  I  can't  begin  to  tell  you  the 
wonderful  fairy-story-feeling  I  have,  to  know  that 
all  the  time  that  Billy  and  I  are  studying  and  work- 
ing, you  are  so  interested  and  kind,  so  anxious  to 
help  me!" 

"Oh,  yes,  dear  Miss,"  sighed  the  happy  rooster; 
"but  I  certainly  do  wish  I  could  do  more  and  be  with 
you  oftener." 

"Never  mind.  Feather  Flop,"  said  the  little  girl. 
"Some  day  when  Billy  goes  to  towai,  we'll  spend  the 
whole  day  together." 

"Good!"  cried  Feather  Flop,  delighted.  "Good! 
and  now,  please  let  me  show  you  where  I  found  so 
many  cut-worms." 

Mary  Frances  and  he  walked  over  to  the  garden. 


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"  Ri^bl  I  here/'  cxplMinod  Feaiher  Flop,  j2;oiiig  to- 
ward the  tomato  plants  and  ])ointing  with  his  wing: 
"riglit  dowTi  there.  About  twenty,  I  guess  there 
wore,  and  I  had  some  difficult}' " 

''Get  out  of  that  garden,  will  you,  Feather  Flop!" 
loared  Billy,  coming  with  a  stick.  ''Say,  Mary 
Frances,  wh^^  don't  j^ou  chase  that  old  good-for- 
nothing  rooster  off?     If  he  doesn't  look  out " 

"Oh,  Billy,"  cried  Mary  Frances.  "Oh,  Billy, 
you  ought — he  was — he  has  eaten  a  lot  of  cut-w^orms. 
I  know  he  has!     You  don't  understand!" 

"I  don't  understand!  Well,  I  guess  I  don't! 
Get  out  of  here,  you  old  busybody  of  a  rooster!" 
said  Billy. 

Ma7•^'  P'rances  felt  so  sorrj-  about  the  rooster  she 
couldn't  have  helped  crying,  and  out  came  her  hand- 
korcliief. 

"Oh,  Billy,"  she  sobbed,  "he's  so  interested — in 
the — garden." 

"I  should  say  he  is!"  said  Billy.  "I  should  say 
so!  But  whatever  can  be  the  matter  with  you,  gets 
me!  For  pity's  sake,  dry  up  those  tears.  I  w^as 
going  to  give  you  the  next  lesson." 


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At  that  Mary  Frances  dried  her  eyes. 

"Oh,  were  you,  Billy — will  you?"  She  was 
delighted. 

"Yes,"  said  Bill};,  ''if  you'll  stop  weeping.  The 
next  lesson  is  a  real  one  in  Botan}',  or  the  stud}'  of 
flowers  and  plants;  and  since  I've  found  these  few 
buttercuj^s,  which  I  pressed  in  my  collection  of  dried 
flowers,  if  you  wish,  I  shall  begin — 


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Names  of  Paiits  of  Flowers 

Not  all  floAvcrs  have  c\-cry  part.  The  buttercup  (or  better, 
Ihe  single  geranium)  is  an  excellent  flower  to  study  to  show  the 
A'arious  jiarts. 

To  learn  the  name  of  eacli  part,  onv  teacher  told  us — 

The  Story  of  Little  Blttercup 

Little  Buttercup  has  on  a  yellow  collar. 

Her  collar  is  called  a  co-rol-Ia. 

Her  corolla  collar  is  made  of  five  scallops;  each  scallop  is 
called  a  pet'-al. 

The  ^jptaf  scallops  of  Little  Buttercup's  collar  corolla  are 
held  in  place  about  her  neck  in  a  little  green  cup-shaped  holder. 

This  holder  is  called  a  ca'-lyx,  or  cup. 


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The  calj^Ti  cup  has  five  pointed  scallops. 

Each  scallop  is  called  a   sep'-al. 

Little  Buttercup  wears  not  only  a  beautiful  jellow  collar 
corolla  made  of  shiny  yellow  petals,  held  in  place  by  the  green 
sepals  of  the  caljTc  cnp,  but  she  has  a  lovely  necklace  of  fringe 
close  about  her  neck. 

Each  thread  of  fringe  is  a  sta'-men. 

Each  stamen  is  made  of  a  thread  called  a  fiF-a-ment,  and 
on  the  end  of  each  filament  dangles  a  little  bead,  called  an  an^-ther. 

Proud  little  Buttercup  not  only  wears  all  of  these  beautiful 
things,  but  she  uses  powder! 

On  each  anther  bead  Little  Buttercup  carries  some  yellow 
powder. 

This  powder  is  called  poT-len. 

She  must  be  very  proud  when  she  gets  all  dressed  up  in  the 
lovely  Spring  days  in  her  best  finery — a  shiny  corolla  collar, 
made  of  yellow  petals,  held  in  a  calj'x  cup,  made  of  green  sepals, 
and  a  stamen  fringe  necklace,  powdered  with  pollen! 

Oh,  yes,  she  wears  a  lovely  dress  of  green  lacey  leaves.  The 
leaf  is  made  strong,  just  as  children  are,  by  a  bone,  a  leaf-bone 
or  a  mid-rib. 

All  other  flowers  dress  in  a  similar  way,  but  not  every  flower 
has  as  many  beautiful  things  to  wear  as  has  little  Buttercup. 

When  you  see  flowers  after  this,  look  for  the  lovely  corolla, 
calyx,  stamens,  and  other  parts  of  the  flower,  which  you  have 
learned  to  know  through  Little  Buttercup. 


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There  is  another  part  t(^  a  buttercup,  <;alled  the  jys-tU,  but 
I  shall  tell  you  about  that  part  of  flowers  in  the  next  lesson,  in 
just  the  way  our  teacher  told  us. 

''Oh,"  cried  Mary  Frances,  as  Bill}^  finished, 
"What  a  delightful  lesson!  Never  again  will  butter- 
cups seem  the  same.  Although  I  always  loved  them, 
they  will  be  so  much  more  interesting  after  this." 


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ETTING     tired?"      asked    Billy    as    Mary 

Frances   finished    planting  the   last   of   her 

radish  seeds. 

"Not    so   ver}',"    answered    ]Mary    Frances,    ''but 

I  would  like  to  take  a  little  rest,"  sitting  down  on 

the  garden  bench.     ''Doesn't  everything  look  lovely — 

the  beds  all  laid  out,  and  neat  as  biscuits  in  a  baking 

pan!" 

''It  is  some  garden,  believe  me!"  agreed  Bill}-, 
wiping  his  brow.  "I  guess  FU  stop  for  a  few  min- 
utes, too,"  throwing  himself  dowm  at  the  foot  of  the 
tree. 

"Oh,    Billy,    you    oughtn't    to    lie    iherc^    on    the 
;^       ground,"    chided   Mary   Frances;     "you'll   take   your 

death  of  cold." 
^^J^        "Ha!    Ha!"    roared    Billy,    getting    up.       "Yes, 
°^  ^  Grandmother,     certainl}^,     your     darling     grandchild 


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understands  your  kind  admonition  and  obej^s,"  taking 
a  seat  beside  Mary  Frances,  who  made  room  for  him. 

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"Oh,  Billy,  don't  tease,"  she  begged.  ''Please 
don't!  I've  enjoyed  my  Garden  Lessonts  so  nuich, 
and  you've  been  so  kind— — " 

''Say,  Mary  Frances,  if  you  want  me  to  go  away, 
just  keej)  on  praising  me,  will  you,"  interrui)ted  Billy. 

"All  right,"  said  Mary  Frances,  "I'll  stop,  but 
Fve  gone  over  and  over  in  my  mind  the  k>sson  about 
the  seed  babies.  It  all  seems  so  w^onderful  to  me. 
Do  you  know,  Bilh',  I've  often  wondered  how  the 
little  seed  babies  are  made.  When^  does  their  mother 
get  them?" 

"Well,"  began  Billy,  "I  guess  I  can  explain." 

"Oh,"  shrieked  Mary  Frances  suddenly.  ''Oh, 
Billy,  excuse  me,  please,  but  that  bee  nearl}-  dashed 
in  m}'  face." 

"It's  not  after  3'ou,  Mary  Frances,"  laughed  Billy. 
"That's    good    Mrs.    Bee    looking    for    hone3\      And 
she'll  have  hard  w^ork  to  find  it  to-day,  I'm  thinking.       «*; 
Still,   I  saw"  a  few  verj^  earl}^  blossoms  out  on  the 
shrubs  at  the  end  of  the  garden." 

"I  saw  them,  too,  Billy.      Isn't  it  lovely  that  we  ^^ 
have  such  beautiful  things  to  enjoy."  i^^ 

"That's  what  Mrs.   Bee  thinks,   too,"   said   Billy; 


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"and  in  fact,  the  flowers  are  made  beautiful,  not  for 
us  especially,  but  to  attract  the  bees  and  moths  and 
butterflies." 

''But  I  can't  imagine  why,"  said  Mary  Frances; 
''the  bees  only  steal  honey  from  them." 

"Only  steal  honey!"  exclaimed  Billy.  "But  then, 
I  used  to  think  so  myself,  Mary  Frances,  until  about 
a  year  ago,  when  I  learned  better.  You  see,  the 
bees  do  everj^  bit  as  much  for  the  flowers  as  the 
flowers  do  for  the  bees." 

"Oh,  do  they?  That's  wonderful,  Billy.  Please 
tell  me  about  it?" 

"If  you'll  move  over  far  enough  on  this  bench 
to  let  me  be  comfortable,"  growled  Billy. 

"Oh,  certainly,  certainly;  excuse  me."  Mary 
Frances  almost  fell  off  the  end.  "Oh,  say,  Billy, 
let's  go  over  under  the  trees  and  Fll  swing  in  the 
hammock,  and  you  can  take  the  bench." 

"All  right,"  said  Bilty,  following  Mary  Frances. 

"Now,"  suggested  Mary  Frances,  settling  herself 


"^  ^  in  the  hammock,  "I  know  you  feel  just  like  telling 


me  the  whole  story." 

"All  right,"  agreed  Billy,  "and  I  have  a  surprise 


■i^  ^^ 


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for  you — I  just  caught  that  honey  bee  you  saw.  Here, 
in  my  cap." 

''Oh,  let's  see  it,  Billy,"  Mary  Frances  put  out 
her  hand. 

''Take  care!"  warned  Billy.  "I  guess  you  forget 
how^  a  bee  stings.  Go  get  a  large-mouth  bottle  and 
ril  slip  it  in." 

Billy  gently  slipped  the  bee  into  the  large  bottle 
Mary  Frances  brought. 

"Notice,  Mary  Frances,  how  furry  its  little  body 
is." 

"Wh}^,  it's  covered  with  yellow!"  exclaimed  Mary 
Frances.     "I  thought  bees  were  rather  dark  in  color." 

"Yes,"  said  Billy,  "yes,  this  bee  is  quite  dark 
in  color;   the  yellow  you  see  is  pollen  powder." 

"Oh,  off  the  anther  bead!"  exclaimed  Mary 
Frances.  "It's  off  the  anther  bead  of  some  flower!" 

"Guessed  right  that  time,"  said  BiUy.  "That's 
what  it  is,  all  right.  I  wish  I  could  tell  you  the  whole 
stor}^  of  the  bee  and  of  fertilization  the  wa}^  Miss 
Gardener  told  us  in  class." 

"Won't  you  try  to  remember,  Billy;  won't  you 
try?"  begged  Mary  Frances. 


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ELL,  as  nearly  as  I  can  remember/' 
began  Billy,  ''Miss  Gardener  said  she 
had  been  studjang  very  hard  on  the  forma- 
tion of  parts  of  flowers,  and  the  story  of  fertilization. 
It  was  pretty  dry  stuff,  too,  as  it  was  taught  when 
she  w^as  young;  but  the  way  she  told  it  was  so  interest- 
ing that  I  took  notes  which  will  help  me  in  tc^lling  you 
about 

The  Birth  of  Seed  Babies.     Formation  or  the  Pistil 

The  pistil  is  the  tall  green  center  stalk  generally  found  in 
the  midst  of  the  stamens. 

The  pistil  is  very  interesting,  for  it  has  to  do  with 
tlie  way  in  which  the  seed  baby  is  born. 

fthc  stigma  (the  top), 
The  pistil  has  three  parts  <  the  style  (the  stem), 

[the  ovary  (seed  holder). 

''The    pistil    is  the  real  mother  of  the  seed 
babies. 


Ill';    SlOliV    oi'     I'EHTH.IZATIUN 


[o: 


"Hero,  Mary  Francos,  I  am  going  (o  cut  a  (lower 
off  that  gcraiiiuni  in  tlio  window,  do\\ii  tlio  center  to 
sliow  you.     ^lotlier  will  not  object.'" 

When  Bilh^  had  cut  the  flower  down  lengthwise 
he  ex])lained  further 

Thk  Need  of  Pollen 

Now,  tlic  pistil  needs  pollen  off  the  anthers  of  some  other 
flower  in  order  to  bring  seed-babie^s  to  life.  Oh,  yes,  Mary  Frances, 
I'm  coming  tO  the  part  about  the  bees.  The  pistil  needs  polUm, 
;is  1  said;  sometimes  a  pistil  needs  the  kind  of  pollen  which  is 
on  the  anthers  of  the  same  plant,  sometimes  a  pistil  needs  pollen 
from  the  anthers  of  some  othei-  plant,  l)ut  it  must  have  pollen 
to  give  seed  bailies'  life. 

How  Can  the  Flowers  Get  Pollen 

Now,  Howers  cannot  walk,  nor  can  the  pistils  or  stamens 
of  tlowiers  walk.  How  can  they  get  the  pollen  powder  to  their 
pistils'.'     Ho>v  can  the  pollen  powder  get  to  their  pistils? 

TiiK  Flo\\'eks  Spread  a  Feast  for  Insects 
Li  si)me  cases  the  breeze  blows  some  pollen  upon  the  pis- 


tils of  a  few  flowers,  l)ut  it  is  a  very  uncertain  way,  to  depend 
on  a  breeze;  so  the  wonderful  flowers  spread  a  feast  of  just  the 
most  tlelightful  food  for  hees,  and  sometimes  for  l>utterflies,  and 


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sometimes  for  moths;  and  not  only  do  they  get  the  most  enticing 
food  ready  for  such  insects,  but  they  put  out  the  most  beautiful 
signs  telling  them  the  feast  is  ready. 

They  make  the  sign  just  as  attractive  as  they  possibly  can 
for  the  particular  kind  of  insect  they  wish  to  come  to  them  to 
eat. 

They  use  the  loveliest  colors  and  the  most  delightful  odors, 
which  please  the  bees,  the  butterflies,  the  moths,  more  than  they 
please  even  you  and  me,  by  their  wonderful  beauty  and  fra- 
grance. 

Nectar 

The  food  they  give  the  bee  is — no,  Mary  Frances,  it  is  not 
honey,  it  is  nectar,  out  of  which  the  bees  make  honey. 

Honey  Bee's  Honey-Churns 

Yes,  I  know  you  want  to  learn  how  they  make  it.  No, 
they  do  not  churn  it  in  a  churn;  they  really  churn  it,  though. 
That  is  a  good  guess.  They  churn  it  in  their  honey-sac  stomachs. 
The  honey  bees  love  pollen,  too.  It  is  their  flour — pollen  flour — 
and  they  carry  it  to  their  hives  in  little  basket-like  places  on 
their  legs. 

The  Insects  Carry  Pollen 

Now,  the  bees  in  coming  to  get  this  feast  of  good  things 
to  eat — the  nectar  for  honey,  and  the  pollen  for  bee-flour,  both 
of  which  are  very  necessary  for  bees — do  just  exactly  what  the 


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flowers  want  them  to  do  above  everything — to  carry  pollen  from 
some  anthers  to  the  pistil.  This  they  do  without  knowing  what 
a  great  kindness  they  are  bestowing  upon  the  flowers. 

They  think  they  are  just  doing  their  duty  in  gathering  nectar 
to  make  honey  and  pollen  for  bee-flour,  but  in  dipping  their 
heads  down  into  the  deep  calyx  where  the  nectar  is  stored,  they 
get  their  furry  bodies  covered  Avith  pollen,  and  when  they  com(> 
out  of  that  flower,  or  go  to  visit  another,  they  spread  pollen  all 
over  the  stigma  of  the  pistil!  And  when  the  pollen  is  spread  on 
the  stigma  of  the  pistil,  somehow,  in  some  wonderful  way  it  sinks 
down  through  the  style  into  the  ovary  where  the  dear  little  seed 
baby  is  ])orn. 

If  you  cut  open  an  old  l)loom  going  to  seed  you  will  see  a 
number  of  seed  babies  in  the  ovary  from  which  they  will  fall 
when  they  are  ripe. 

Bumble  Bees  Help 

Sometimes  flowers  are  very  particular  as  to  just  what  insect 
shall  do  this  work  for  them.  For  instance,  the  clover  hides 
its  nectar  too  deep  for  the  honey  bee's  tongue  to  reach;  so  the 
bumble  bee  and  butterfly  do  most  of  the  work  of  pollination  for 
the  clovers. 

The  little  butter-and-eggs  flower  depends  upon  bumble 
bees,  too,  to  bring  pollen  to  the  pistil,  for  she  closes  the  nectar 
holder  with  so  tight  a  lip  that  the  weight  of  the  honey  bee  is  not 
heavy  enough  to  open  it. 


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Animals  Would  Starve  Without  This  Work  of  Insects 

By  the  way,  it  is  a  dreadful  thing  to  kill  bumble  bees.  They 
do  the  work  of  pollenizing  for  many  a  deep-cupped  flower,  and 
without  their  aid  and  the  aid  of  some  such  insects,  everybody  would 
starve,  for  there  would  be  no  seed  and  no  new  plants  to  take  the 
place  of  the  old  ones  as  they  died,  and  animals  and  birds  and 
mankind  would  perish  of  starvation. 

Moths  and  Butterflies  Heli*,  Too 

This  work  of  pollenizing  depends  for  th(>  most  part  on  bees, 
but  many  butterflies  and  moths  feed  on  nectar  in  the  same  way. 
]Most  moths'  tongues  are  very  long,  and  many  long-necked  flowers 
depend  upon  them  to  bring  pollen  on  their  soft,  furry  bodies  to 
the  pistils.  The  moths  fly  at  night,  so  many  long-necked  flowers, 
like  the  moonfiowers,  do  not  open  their  blooms  nor  shed  their 
sweet  odors  in  the  day  time,  but  wait  to  show  their  sweetness 
until  their  favorite  insect  is  flj'ing. 

Now  you  see  that  Beauty  Butterfly  and  night  moths  ar<' 
not  just  a  gorgeous  bit  of  living  color.  Such  moths  and  Beauty- 
Butterfly  accomplish  much  good. 

''Well,  Miss  Gardener  said  she  lay  out  in  the 
hammock,  just  as  you  are  lying,  Mary  Frances,  study- 
ing just  what  I  have  told  you,  only  in  a  much  more 
difficult  way,  and  she  kept  saying  over  and  over  to 


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herself,  'Corolla,  cal^^x,  sepals,  stiimcns,  pistil,'  in 
oi'dei'  that  she  might  know  her  lesson,  when  all  at 
once  her  book  began  to  slip  out  of  her  hand  and  she 
eould  not  seem  to  cling  to  it  at  all.  She  heard  the 
dull  thud  as  it  hit  the  ground." 

^'  Are  you  ready? "  asked  a  strange  buzz}'  voice.  "I'm 
always  in  a  hurrj',  3'ou  see.     Are  30U  quite  ready?" 

'Tm  ready,"  answered  ]\Iiss  Gardener;  ''read}' 
for  anything;  but  please,  where  are  3'ou,  who  are 
you,  and  what  am  I  to  be  ready  for?" 

And  again  the  buzzy  voice  spoke:  "Ready  to  go 
with  me?" 

Miss  Gardener  looked  around  toward  where  the 
buzzy  voice  seemed  to  come  from.  There,  sitting  on 
a  I'ose  nearby,  was  a  honey  bee. 

"Oh,"  gasped  Miss  Gardener,  "I'm — that  is — 
I " 


"You're  afraid!"  buzzed  the  bee,  coming  near 
her.  "You're  afraid  I'll  sting  j'Ou!"  She  laughed. 
"We  never  sting  unless  w^e  think  w'e  need  to  take  care 
of  ourselves  or  our  lovely  children." 

"Oh,"  apologized  Miss  Gardener,  "I — that  is, 
I — I'm  ready,  ^Irs.  Bee." 


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"All  right,  then,"  buzzed  the  bee,  flying  nearer. 
"Are  you  certain  you're  not  afraid?" 

"I'm  not,"  declared  Miss  Gardener;  but  she 
said  a  httle  shiver  went  down  her  spine. 

"Very  well,"  buzzed  the  bee,  coming  straight 
at  her  and  hitting  her  between  the  eyes. 

Miss  Gardener  tried  to  scream;  before  she  could 
do  so  she  had  the  queerest  sensation.  Before  she 
could  think  whether  the  bee  had  stung  or  not,  she 
began  to  sink  do^\^l,  down,  down,  down,  down,  down, 
until  she  was  just  the  size  of  the  bee. 

"You've  wondered  so  long,"  said  the  bee,  "about 
what  a  beehive  was  like  inside,  I  am  going  to  take 
you  on  a  visit  to  ours.  But  we  must  hurry,  or  I  shall 
not  get  my  duty  to  the  hive  people  done.  Besides, 
you  cannot  enter  without  some  pollen  or  nectar;  so 
here,  stop  and  get  a  bit." 

"How  can  I?"  began  Miss  Gardener. 

"Fly  over  to  that  rose  I  was  on,"  said  the  bee. 
Miss  Gardener  flew  and  gathered  some  pollen,  and, 
together,  Mrs.  Honey  Bee  and  she  winged  their  way 
over  to  the  hive. 


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The  Story  of  the  Honey  Bee 

OW,"   began  her    strange    little   friend, 
shall  tell  you  about  the  honey  bees. 


There  are  two  thousand  different  kinds  of  bees  known  at  the 
present  time,  but  the  most  useful  and  best  understood  are  the  honey 
bees.  The  homes  (usually  w'ooden  boxes)  furnished  by  man  for 
bees  are  called  hives,  but  the  w^ild  bees  live  ordinarily  in  hollow 
trees  or  caves.  The  prettiest  and  gentlest  family  of  the  honey 
bees  are  the  Italian  Bees. 

Perhaps  you  think  you  lead  a  busj'^  life.  If  you  worked 
from  earliest  morning  to  dark  you  could  not  be  busier  than  good 
Mrs.  Honey  Bee,  for  she  never  trifles  nor  wastes  a  minute. 

Perhaps  you  think  she  goes  leisurely  from  flower  to  flower, 
sipping  the  sweet  nectar,  and  has  a  very  delightful  time  simply 
enjoying  herself. 

You  are  mistaken,  then,  for  the  worker  honey  bee  is  not 
thinking  of  herself  at  all,  except  to  eat  just  enough  to  keep  her 
well. 

She  is  working  for  the  good  of  the  whole  Bee  family,  and 
especially  for  the  little  Baby  Bees. 

You  begin  to  see  in  all  your  studying,  that  almost  all  living 

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ihinss  socm  to  live  with  the  purpose  of  helping  baby  things  like 
thenisclves  to  live. 

So  good  Mrs.  Bee  is  not  gathering  honey  and  pollen  bee-flour 
to  "gobble"  them  up,  but  is  going  to  pack  much  of  them  away 
for  the  use  of  the  bees  who  will  live  over  winter,  and  for  the 
baby  bees,  and  for  the  male  bees  who  have  no  way  of  gathering 
food  from  the  flowers  for  themselves. 

The  Bee  City 

A  Beehive  city  is  a  wonderfully  l>usy  place. 

From  twenty  thousand  to  forty  thousand,  or  more,  inhabi- 
tants hve  in  the  Bee  City,  so  no  wonder  it  is  a  busy  place. 
You  would  think  that  everything  would  be  in  confusion,  but 
on  the  contrary  everything  is  in  marvelous  law  and  order. 
Every  inhabitant  knows  just  what  part  it  is  expected  to  do, 
and  each  kind  of  inhabitant  is  particularly  fitted  to  do  its  own 
])articular  part. 

(a  Queen  Bee, 
In  every  Beehive  City  there  arc  <  Many  Worker  Bees, 

[Quite  n  number  of  Drone  Bees. 


The  Queen  Bee 

The  Queen  Bee  is  the  mother  ])ee,  and  it  is  her  duty  to  lay 
eggs,  out  of  which  Baby  Bees  are  hatched. 


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Worker  Bees 

Thn  Worker  Bees  do  the  work  of  the  Boohive  City.  They 
gather  food,  and  feed  and  care  for  the  inhabitants,  and  keep  the 
city  clean. 

Drone  Bees 

Th(>  Drone  or  male  Bees  do  not  work.  Thoir  bodies  help 
keep  the  hive  warm,  but  they  cannot  do  any  real  Avork.  One 
of  them  is  the  husband  of  the  Queen  Bee,  but  after  she  first 
marries  him  she  doesn't  pay  any  attention  to  him.  She  is  too 
busy  laying  eggs  in  the  cradle  cells  the  Worker  Bees  have  made. 

Why  the  Workers  Kill  the  Drones 

Yes,  it  is  expensive  to  feed  the  Drone  Bees,  and  when  the 
weather  begins  to  turn  cool,  perhaps  in  September  or  October, 
the  Worker  Bees  who  up  to  that  time  have  cared  for  the  Drones, 
begin  to  rid  the  Hive  City  of  them.  They  bite  off  their  wings, 
and  bite  them  in  half  sometimes — anything  to  kill  them  or  send 
them  away.  No,  it  is  not  as  cruel  as  it  sounds,  for  you  see,  if 
Drone  Bees  kept  on  living  they  would  eat  up  the  honey  which 
is  so  much  needed  in  the  Winter  by  the  Worker  Bees  and  the 
Queen  who  live  OA'cr  to  care  for  the  new  Baby  Bees  in  the  Spring. 

The  Wonderful  Bodies  of  the  Bees 

Now,  each  different  kind  of  honey  bee  has  a  body  which 
is  particularly  fitted  to  the  work  it  has  to  perform. 


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The  Body  of  the  Worker  Bee 

The  Worker  Bee,  the  one  you  see  so  often  on  flowers,  has 
a  body  made  especially  for  the  kind  it  is  to  do.  It  has  many 
excellent  eyes  which  look  to  you  like  but  two  eyes,  unless  you 
see  them  under  the  magnifying  glass,  and  wonderful  an-ten-na?, 
and  a  tongue  in  its  head.  The  antennae  are  its  horn-like  feelers, 
and  they  resemble  your  arms  in  the  way  the}'  reach  out,  and 
examine  objects  by  "handling"  them. 

The  Antennae 

The  antennae  are  so  delicate  that  the  bee  can  tell  the  shape  and 
size  of  any  object  by  just  passing  them  over  it.  On  the  antennse 
arc  smell-hollows  with  which  the  bee  "scents  out"  the  honey. 

Legs,  Wrings,  and  Claws 

On  the  bee's  body,  as  you  know,  are  the  legs  and  wings.  At 
the  end  of  each  leg  is  a  pair  of  claws. 

Pollen  Baskets 

On  each  hind  leg  of  the  Worker  Bee  is  a  hollow  in  which 
she  packs  the  pollen  flour  which  she  gathers.  These  are  the 
pollen  baskets. 

The  Wings 

The  front  pair  of  wings  is  larger  than  the  hind  pair,  and 
often  in  older  bees  who  have  done  much  work,  the  edges  are 
frayed  and  torn. 


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The  Industry  of  the  Worker 

A  Worker  Bee  does  not  live  often  over  five  weeks.  She 
actually  v/orks  herself  to  death! 

Just  think.  A  bee  has  to  visit  nearly  one  hundred  flowers 
to  fill  her  honey-sack  with  nectar,  and  when  it  is  full,  it  does  not 
contain  a  full  drop! 

Wax  Pockets 

Under  the  body  of  the  Worker  Bee  are  the  little  wax  pockets. 
The  wax  is  very  important,  as  it  is  used  to  make  the  cells  in 
which  the  honey  is  stored,  and  the  cells  in  which  the  eggs  are 
laid. 

The  Honey-Sac 

The  honey,  you  remember,  is  carried  to  the  hive  in  the 
honey-sac  of  the  Worker  Bees. 

The  Body  of  the  Queen  Bee 

The  Queen  Bee,  or  Mother  Bee,  is  longer  than  the  Worker 
Bee  and  has  a  tapering,  graceful  body.  She  has  no  pollen  basket, 
because  it  is  not  part  of  her  work  to  gather  pollen  or  honey, 
her  work  being  to  lay  eggs — sometimes  as  many  as  three  thou- 
sand in  twenty-four  hours,  equal  to  about  twice  her  own  weight! 

The  Sting 

Both  the  Worker  Bees  and  the  Queen  Bee  have  a  sting  to 
use  as  a  weapon  of  defense. 


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Whon  f-nemies,  such  ns  mice,  or  moths,  or  hovs  from  other 
hives  get  into  tho  hiv(;  to  steal  honey,  the  stins  is  very  much 
needed  by  the  Worker  Bees,  as  you  can  easily  see. 

The  Queen  uses  her  sting  in  a  (hfferent  way,  as  I  shall  tell 
you  lat(?r  on. 

The  Body  of  the  Drone 

The  Drone  Bee  differs  much  in  appearance  from  the  Workcj- 
and  Queen,  his  body  being  broad  and  blunt.  His  eyes  are  ver\' 
large  and  wings  strong.  He  has  no  wax  pockets  nor  pollen 
])(jckets.  His  tongue  is  not  long  enough  to  get  honey  from  the 
flowers.  He  cannot  even  find  food  for  himself,  and  when  driven 
out  of  the  hive,  as  sometimes  in  the  Autumn,  he  starves  to  death 
in  a  short  time. 


CHAPTER  XXI 
How  THE  Bees  Work 


A 


S    I    said,    the 
divided  up. 


work    in    the    Beehive    City  is 


The  Worker  Bees  arc  divided  into  various  groups:  who 
forage  for  nectar;  who  gather  pollen;  who  guard  the  entrance > 
to  the  hive  from  enemies;  who  clean  the  city;  who  build  the 
coml);  the  nurse-bees,  who  feed  the  Ijabies;  the  undertakers, 
\\]\o  carry  away  the  dead;  and  a  group  whose  duty  it  is  to  fan 
liie  air  to  keep  the  hive  cool. 

The  Ventilating  Workeus — The  Fanners 

They  keep  their  tiny  wings  vibrating  so  rapidly  that  some- 
times the  draught  they  make  will  put  out  a  lighted  candle  flame 
held  at  the  entrance  of  the  hive  at  night. 


The  Comb  Builders 

When  a  colony  or  swarm  of  bees  first  enter  their  new  home 
or  hive,  the  comb  builders  set  about  making  the  comb.  The 
comb  is  formed  of  food-cells,  in  which  to  store  honey  and  pollen ; 
and  cradle  cells,  in  w-hich  the  queen  may  lay  her  eggs. 

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The  comb  (cells)  is  made  of  beeswax — yes,  the  kind  that 
your  mother  uses  on  her  sewing  thread  sometimes. 

After  getting  in  the  right,  position  on  the  ceiling  of  the  hive 
(for  bees  build  downward),  the  bees  take  from  their  wax  pockets 
some  little  scales  of  wax,  and  begin  kneading  and  chewing  them 
into  the  correct  degree  of  softness,  and  they  or  their  helpers  fix 
it  in  position.  They  make  the  cells  six-sided,  and  there  is  no 
wasted  space. 

The  Queen's  Work 

All  the  time  the  comb  builders  have  been  working,  the 
queen  has  wandered  about  in  an  excited  way.  When  she  sees 
that  there  are  cells  ready  for  her,  she  begins  to  lay  eggs.  She 
is  attended  by  a  number  of  bees  who  clean  her,  and  massage  her, 
and  wait  upon  her,  and  feed  her  "royal  jelly." 

Worker  Baby  Bees 

In  three  or  four  days  each  egg  (which  looks  like  a  tiny 
grain  of  rice)  hatches  into  a  little  white  grub,  and  later  the  nurse 
bees  begin  to  feed  it — no,  not  honey,  but  a  kind  of  milk — honey 
bee  milk — which  the  nurses  make.  The  Httle  grub  feeds  on  this 
for  three  days,  then  is  given  richer  bee-milk,  and  grows  very 
rapidly,  turning  into  a  chrysaUs  on  the  fifth  or  sixth  day.  It 
spins  around  itself  a  silken  cocoon,  and  is  sealed  into  its  cell  by 
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In  about  two  weeks  it  turns  into  a  full-fledged  worker  bee; 
but  there  she  is  all  sealed  up  in  the  cell.     How  can  she  get  out? 

It  doesn't  take  long  for  her  to  discover  she  has  a  sharp  pair 
of  jaws,  and  she  bites  her  way  out.  She  is  very  pale  and  weak, 
so  the  nurse  bees  begin  to  clean  and  feed  her. 

As  soon  as  she  gains  strength,  she  gets  right  to  work  on  some 
task  like  feeding  grub-babies;  and  perhaps  after  two  weeks  of 
such  work,  she  flies  away  to  gather  nectar. 

The  Drone  Baby  Bee 

The  Drone  Bee  is  hatched  in  the  same  way,  only  it  takes 
longer  for  him  to  become  perfect. 

The  Queen  Baby  or  Princess 

But  the  Queen  Bee  is  different. 

When  the  worker  bees  decide  they  need  a  queen,  the  comb 
builders  make  three  or  four  queen  cells,  or  "royal  cradles,"  which 
are  ordinary  cells  made  large  by  cutting  away  parts  of  the  next- 
door  cells  and  building  a  hanging  cell. 

In  these  larger  cells  are  placed  the  eggs.  When  the  first  egg 
is  hatched,  it  is  a  princess  bee. 

Why  Bees  "Swarm" 

The  old  queen,  knowing  the  princess  will  be  the  new  queen, 
"swarms"  wdth  the  bees  who  wish  to  follow  her  to  a  new  hive. 


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The  now  queen,  as  soon  as  hatched,  goes  to  the  other  royal 
cells  and  stings  the  other  little  princesses  (who  might  try  to  be 
queen  if  they  hatched)  to  death,  and  commences  to  be  mother- 
queen  of  the  Bee  City. 

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The  bees  spend  the  Avinter  in  a  kind  of  sleep.  They  cluster 
together  to  keep  warm. 

When  the  early  Spring  days  come,  and  some  of  the  Ix'es 
begin  to  bring  in  pollen  and  nectar,  the  queen  begins  to  lay  eggs. 

These  eggs  will  be  hatched  out  into  Avoi-ker  bees  to  carrx' 
on  the  work  of  the  hive,  and  the  bees  that  lived  over  winter 
will  live  only  long  enough  to  care  for  them  until  they  can  catry 
on  the  work  of  the  hive. 

At  length  the  Bee  sighted  her  hive.  ''We  are 
home,"  she  said  to  Miss  Gardener,  ''and  I  will  explain 
to  the  guard  bees  that  it  is  all  right  for  you  to  enter, 
as  you  are  one  of  us." 

Miss  Gardener  thanked  her.  They  flew  to  the 
Bee  Cit}^  entrance  gate,  and  her  new  friend  dis- 
appeared within. 

Miss  Gardener  just  poked  her  head  inside  to  see 
how  it  seemed,  when  all  the  guard  bees  started  toward 
her,  and  the  foremost  one  stung  her  and  stung  her 


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until — she  woko  up  sliricking,  to  find  that  there  was 
a  hive  of  bees  swarming  on  the  tree  just  over  her  head. 

"Oh,"  cried  Mary  Frances,  ''did  they  sting  her?" 

''No,  not  really,"  said  Billy;  "it  was  only  a  dream, 
hut  somehow  the  fact  that  the  bees  were  swarming 
there  must  have  made  her  dream  of  the  stinging." 

"Well,  I  just  believe  Miss  Gardener  never  had 
to  study  the  lesson  about  the  bees,"  said  Mary  Frances. 
"I  imagine  her  wonderful  dream  taught  her." 

"But  she  was  always  sorry,  she  said,  that  she 
did  not  get  inside  the  hive  in  her  dream,"  replied 
Billy. 

"What  wonderful  little  creatures  bees  are!"  ex- 
claimed Mary  Frances.  "When  people  sell  hone}^, 
do  they  steal  it  from  the  bees?" 

"Yes,  practically  that,"  said  Bill}-;  "yet  it  is 
not  a  serious  theft,  for  the  bees  generally  store  up 
much  more  honey  than  is  needed,  and  the  bee  keeper 
always  leaves  enough  for  them  to  use." 

"Billy,  wouldn't  it  be  lovely  to  have  a  hive?"* 
said  Mary  Frances. 

*  For  information  as  to  Bee  Keeping  write  for  Farmers'  Bulletins  on 
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"I've  thought  of  it  myself,"  acknowledged  Billy. 
"One  hive  would  make  from  four  dollars  upward  in 
a  year,  but  I  don't  think  we'd  better  experiment  along 
any  other  line  than  gardening  this  year  at  least." 

"Well,  I  guess  you're  right,  Billy,"  laughed  Mary 
Frances,  "although  you're  a  pretty  good  manager, 
we  don't  want  too  many  'bees  in  our  bonnets'  at  one 
time,  do  we?  Oh,  Billy,  do  you  remember  the  verses 
we  used  to  say  when  we  were  little — • 

"The  great  round  sun  is  sleepy, 
And  wants  to  go  to  bed; 
So  he  hides  his  face  so  shiny 
Behind  a  kerchief  red. 

"Then  all  the  little  clovers 
That  dot  the  velvet  lawn, 
Begin  to  nod  their  tiny  heads 
And  put  their  night-caps  on. 

"Good-night,  you  winsome  clovers, 
All  snug  in  grassy  beds; 
You'll  dream  of  busy  bumble  bees 
A-buzzing  round  your  heads." 


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"  That  would  please  'most  any  youngster,"  remarked 
Billy,  as  Mary  Frances  finished,  "but  I  think  it  is 
about  time  for  us  to  let  this  honey  bee  fly  away. 
She  is  anxious,  no  doubt,  to  get  to  work,"  as  he  opened 
the  bottle. 

''Good-bye,  good  Mrs.  Bee!"  called  Mary  Frances 
as  it  flew  away. 


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CHAPTER   XXII 
The  Children's  Money-making  Plans 

THE  children  were  in  the  garden,  i)ulling  weeds 
and  ' '  cultivating. ' ' 
The   little   plants   had   come   up    quite    a 
way  through  the  soil. 

With  her  hoe  IMary  Frances  was  drawing  little 
mounds  of  earth  quite  high  around  the  stems  of 
the  plants. 

''Now,  Mary  Frances,"  exclaimed  Billy,  ''you're 
doing  just  wrong!  That  is  one  of  the  garden  'don'ts.' 
Don't  pile  the  earth  high  over  the  stems." 

''AVhy,  if  you  please,  Mr.  Billy?"  asked  Mary 
Frances. 

''Because — "  started  Billy;  then:  "Oh,  you  must 
know,  Marj'  Frances." 

"I  suppose  because  the  little  rootlets  need  rain, 
and  little  hills  would  make  the  water  run  off,"  guessed 
Mary  Frances,  "and  I'll  do  it  right  after  this;  but, 
really,  Billy,  I'm  afraid  I'll  never  learn  all  my  lessons 
as   well   as    you    know    yours.      It    is    a   marvel    to 

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iHc  liuw  nmch  yovi  know.  How  you  niiisl  Ikivc 
studied!" 

''Humm!"  said  Billy,  hoeing  away.  ''I  did  study; 
l)ut,  somehow,  I  like  gardening  so  much,  it  didn't 
seem  hard  work." 

"You  must  have  worked  hard,  though,  or  you 
wouldn't  have  won  that  garden  prize  of  five  dollars 
at  school.  Billy,  3^ou  must  feel  rich!  What  are  you 
going  to  buy  with  it?" 

"I  don't  think  I'll  buy  anything  with  what  I 
have  left;  it  seems  fine  to  me  to  just  keep  it  in  my 
bank  account." 

"Oh,  dear,"  sighed  Mary  Frances,  "I  wish  I  could 
make  some  money — not  just  save  some  of  what  is 
given  to  me." 

"Why  don't  you?"  asked  Billy. 

"Why  don't  I  what?"  Marj^  Frances  looked  up 
from  her  work. 

"Make  some  monej^"  said  Billy. 

"How  could  I?"  asked  Mary  Frances  in  bewilder- 
ment. 

"Why,  sell  some  of  the  vegetables  j^ou  raise  in 
the  garden." 


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''Oh,  Billy!  Billy!"  cried  Mary  Frances.  ''Do 
you  suppose  for  a  minute  I  could?" 

"Course  you  could,"  answered  Billy,  "if  I  helped 
you,  especially.  I  would  like  some  spending  money 
myself.     Suppose  we  go  into  partnership?" 

"Oh,  let's!"  cried  Mary  Frances.  "How  much 
better  than  trying  to  do  such  a  thing  alone!  And 
I  wouldn't  want  you  to  help  me  unless  we  divided 
the  profits." 

"And  I  wouldn't  want  to  help  you  on  any  other 
basis,"  agreed  Billy. 

"But,"  exclaimed  Mary  Frances  suddenly,  "what 
about  your  own  garden?  You'll  not  need  any  partner- 
ship with  me.  You  yourself  will  raise  all  you  can 
sell." 

"Have  you  noticed  what  I  have  growing  there, 
Mary  Frances?" 

"Billy,"  said  the  little  girl  shamefacedly,  "I 
haven't.  I  haven't  noticed  at  all.  How  selfish 
I  am!" 

"Well,"  laughed  Billy,  ''I  don't  mind  at  all,  so 
3^ou  needn't  feel  bad,  but  I'll  tell  you.  Chiefly  rhu- 
barb and  asparagus;   and  they  are  both  plants  which 


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need  two  years,  or  three,  before  they  may  be  dis- 
turbed, so  you  see  why  I'm  so  generous  with  my  offer." 

'^I  understand  now,  Billy,"  smiled  Mary  Frances. 
'^My,  won't  you  be  rich  when  the  rhubarb  and 
asparagus  are  ready  to  sell!" 

''I  do  expect  to  make  some  money,"  said  Billy. 
"Father  said  he  would  pay  me  something  for  what 
is  used  by  the  family.  It  cost  quite  a  sum  to  buy 
the  little  plants  I  set  out— all  I  spent  of  the  prize 
money  was  for  them." 

''Well,  I  certainly  am  glad  you  will  help  me, 
Billy,"  said  Mary  Frances,  falling  to  work. 

"All  right;  then  it  is  settled,"  Billy  said.  "It 
won't  be  long  before  that  lettuce  and  those  radishes 
will  be  some  size." 

"But  the  parsley  bed  has  shown  only  the  tiniest 
little  green  leaves  here  and  there!  I  wonder  if  it's 
never  going  to  come  up!"  exclaimed  Mary  Frances. 

"It  often  takes  six  weeks  for  parsley  to  germi- 
nate," explained  Billy. 

"Germinate?"  inquired  Mary  Frances. 

"Yes,"  answered  Billy,  "for  the  seeds  to  grow — 
start  up,  you  know — wake  up  from  their  sleep." 


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''Oh,"  said  Mary  Frances,  ''I  understand."  Then 
suddenly,  "Oh,  Billy,  I  can  scarcely  wait  until  we 
can  begin  to  sell  things!  I  believe,  I  really  believe 
I  can  cut  some  flowers  to  sell!" 

''Certainly  you  can  if  they  are  beautiful  enough!" 
said  Billy.  "Well,  I  must  make  a  start  or  else  I'll 
never  get  over  to  the  camp,  and  the  fellows  are  down 
on  me  now  for  being  away  so  much.  So  long — get 
all  that  hoeing  done." 

"Good-bj'-e,  Billy;  it  will  all  be  done  when  you 
reach  home,"  called  Mary  Frances. 


CHAPTER  XXIII 
Mr.  Hop  Toad  Hops  In 


SHE  worked  away  very  hard  for  half  an  hour. 
"My,"    she    thought,    ''this    is    such    warm 
work  I  guess  I'll  take  a  little  rest,"  and  she 
sat  down  under  the  tree  nearby. 

She  was  just  going  to  sleep  when  she  thought  she 
heard  someone  speak.  Yes,  it  was  Feather  Flop, 
and  he  seemed  to  be  arguing  with  someone. 

''He  wouldn't  talk  to  a  stranger,"  thought  Mary 
Frances,  "I  wonder  who  it  is.  I  don't  dare  peep, 
for  fear  they'll  stop  talking  if  they  see  me." 

Pretty  soon  the  voices  came  nearer. 

"I  tell  you,"  Feather  Flop  was  saying  in  a  boast- 
ful tone,  "I  tell  you  I  am  of  the  greatest  benefit  to 
the  garden." 

"If  so,  why  so?"  The  question  was  asked  in  a 
funny,  croaking  voice. 

"If  so,  why  so?"' mimicked  Feather  Flop.  "Be- 
cause it  is  so.     So  there!" 

"Yes,  certainly,  if  saying  so  makes  it  so,"  replied 

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the  voice.  "But  it  is  not  so  in  my  opinion.  For 
instance — pardon  me  till  I  catch  that  fly — ^how  many 
snails  do  you  imagine  I  have  eaten  today?" 

^'Oh,  I  don't  know,"  said  Feather  Flop;  ''but  I 
do  know  this.  I  know  I  am  the  biggest  benefit  to 
the  garden." 

'I  beg  pardon,  sir,"  answered  the  other;  ''I  think  I 
can  easily  prove  I  am  the  biggest  benefit  to  the  garden." 

''Cluck!  Caw!"  exclaimed  Feather  Flop.  "You 
mean  you  are  the  biggest  toad  in  the  puddle,  Hoppy, 
you  poor  old  toad!" 

"Ho!  Ho!"  thought  Mary  Frances.  "So  it's  a  hop 
toad!  I  just  believe  it's  that  big  fellow  that  lives 
under  the  stepping  stone.  I  think  I'd  know  him. 
I  believe  I'll  peep!" 

She  looked  cautiously  around  the  tree.  "It  is! 
It  is  that  same  fellow  I  really  believe!  My,  I  wish 
I  could  ask  him  some  questions!" 

"Indeed,  I  do  not  mean  anything  of  the  kind, 
Mr.  Feather  Flop,"  retorted  the  hop  toad,  and  Mary 
Frances  could  see  his  throat  swell  with  indignation. 
"I  mean  that  I  am  actually  and  truly  one  of  the 
most  helpful  living  things  to  have  in  a  garden." 


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"Now,  now,  don't  get  angry,"  begged  Feather 
Flop,  ^'I  want  to  hear  about  that!  I  want  to  find 
out,  Hopp3",  how  you  are  more  beneficial  to  the  gar- 
den than  I  am." 

'^Well,"  answered  the  hop  toad,  blinking  his  eyes 
with  a  satisfied  smile,  ''it's  this  way:  suppose  I  begin 
with  the  baby  toads " 

"A  crow  told  me  they  taste  very  good,"  inter- 
rupted Feather  Flop. 

''For  shame!"  w^hispered  Mary  Frances.  "Isn't 
that  awful  of  Feather  Flop!" 

The  rooster  must  have  heard  her,  for  he  suddenly 
bowed  his  head,  saying,  "Oh,  I  beg  your  pardon, 
Hoppy — really  I  do!     Please  excuse  me!" 

"I  suppose  you  don't  know  any  better  manners," 
answered  the  hop  toad,  "so  I'll  have  to  excuse  you, 
and  I'll  tell  you — if  you  don't  interrupt — 

The  Story  of  the  Hop  Toad 

My  mother  told  me  that  one  lovely  day  early  in  May  she 
awoke  from  her  winter's  nap.  Oh,  yes,  that's  what  we  do  in 
winter — sleep  in  the  ground. 

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to  the  meadow  pond  to  lay  some  eggs.  Perhaps  you  don't 
know  them  when  you  see  them — toads'  eggs.  They  look  like 
tiny  black  pills  in  strings  of  transparent  jelly.  This  jelly  either 
drops  to  the  bottom  of  the  pond  or  fastens  to  water  weeds. 


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Tadpoles 

The  eggs  grow  larger  and  larger  and  pretty  soon  become 
baby  toads,  or  tadpoles. 

Well,  I  w^as  one  of  the  tadpoles  that  spring,  and  my  brothers 
and  sisters  and  I  soon  ate  some  of  the  jelly,  and  then  some  of 
the  delicious  slime  in  the  pond. 

Yes,  we  lived  in  the  w'ater  and  breathed  somewiiat  the  w^ay 
fishes  do. 

When  we  were  about  ten  days  old,  our  mouths  grew  much 
stronger  and  our  jaw^s  grew  horny  so  that  w^e  could  bite  off  pieces 
of  plants. 

How  lovely  it  was!  I  can  remember  now  how  cool  and 
pleasant  it  felt  to  swim  about  in  the  pond.  We  had  long  flat 
tails  which  we  used  for  swimming. 

Now,  Feather  Flop,  if  you  interrupt  again  I  shall  not  finish 
my  story!  No,  we  didn't  eat  our  tails;  of  course  not.  Our  tails 
w-ere  absorbed  into  our  bodies  to  help  with  their  growth. 

When  we  w^ere  about  an  inch  long  we  had  but  stump  tails, 
and  found  we  had  to  come  to  the  surface  of  the  water  for  more 
air  every  day,  w^e  decided  w^e  were  no  longer  tadpoles,  but  real 
hop  toads.     We  swam  to  the  shore  of  the  pond  and  hopped  away. 


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Toads'  Enemies 

Many  of  my  little  brothers  and  sisters,  alas!  were  eaten  by 
snakes,  and — yes,  Feather  Flop — gobbled  up  by  crows. 

No,  Feather  Flop,  dogs  wouldn't  bite  us,  because — do  you 
see  the  warts  on  my  back?  They  are  very  useful  to  me.  When 
I  want  to  disgust  an  enemy,  I  can  send  out  of  those  warts  a  dis- 
agreeable, biting  secretion,  and  I  am  dropped  pretty  quickly. 

No,  of  course,  we  cannot  make  warts  on  people's  hands. 
No  toad  ever  did  anything  of  the  kind!  It's  a  horrible  untruth. 
Certainly  we  seem  cold  to  people's  touch.  That's  because  our 
blood  is  of  the  same  temperature  as  the  air.  Their  blood  is 
warmer. 

Well,  as  I  said,  almost  any  enemy  drops  one  of  us  grown- 
up toads  quickly  but  snakes!  They  don't  seem  to  mind  us  at 
all.  Ugh!  when  I  see  one  I  either  hop  away  with  all  my  might, 
or  I  bury  myself  in  the  earth.  No,  Feather  Flop,  I  can't  teach 
you  how!     I  do  it  wnth  my  hind  legs.     See  how  I  can  kick! 

There  are  two  more  ways  in  which  we  escape  our  enemies. 

In  the  first  place,  if  you  notice  carefully,  you  will  observe 
that  I  am  almost  the  color  of  the  leaves  on  which  I  am  sitting. 
If  I  should  hop  out  there  on  the  path,  my  coat  W'ould  change  in 
a  short  time  to  nearly  the  color  of  the  path.  Oh,  I  do  not  care 
to  try  it  now.  The  sun  is  shining  there,  and  I  certainly  do  not 
like  sunlight  and  heat!  The  fact  of  our  color  being  nearly  the 
shade  of  our  surroundings  prevents  enemies  from  seeing  us. 
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swallow  them.  We  generally  do  this  when  no  one  is  looking. 
The  other  way  we  escape  notice  is  the  fact  that  we  feed  mostly 
at  night,  while  our  enemies  are  asleep. 

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Speaking  of  food,  Feather  Flop — have  you  eaten  any  of 
those  delicious  tent  caterpillars?  No?  Well,  you  should  try 
some.  Don't  you  like  them?  They  stick  to  your  throat?  Oh, 
I  didn't  know  that,  but  I've  noticed  that  you  didn't  seem  to 
eat  them,  nor  "thousand-leggers."  That's  the  reason  I  said 
I  was  of  more  benefit  than  you  to  the  garden. 

Just  listen  until  I  tell  you  what  I  had  this  early  morning  for 
supper.  No,  not  breakfast!  I  told  you  I  feed  at  night.  Early 
morning  brings  my  supper  time!     Well,  these  are  what  I  had: 

*6  cutworms 

5  thousand  leg  worms 

6  sow  bugs 
9  ants 

1  weevil 

1  ground  beetle 

We  eat  also  snails,  injurious  beetles,  grasshoppers,  worms, 
potato  bugs,  and  lots  more  of  harmful  creatures.  Well,  ants 
and  spiders  may  be  useful,  but  ants  are  a  question,  and  we  eat 

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few  spiders.  Spiders  are  lots  of  fun  to  catch,  though.  See, 
there  is  one!  See  how  my  tongue  shot  out  at  him?  My  tongue 
is  fastened  to  the  lower  jaw  at  the  front  of  my  mouth.  You 
didn't  see  it?  Well,  I  suppose  we  toads  do  use  our  tongues  prett}' 
quickly.  They  have  a  sticky  substance  spread  over  them,  so 
we're  pretty  certain  to  make  our  "catch." 

''Now,  Feather  Flop,  I  think  I've  told  you  almost 
everything.  Is  there  anything  else  you'd  like  to 
know?" 

Mary  Frances  had  been  listening  with  all  her 
ears. 

''My,  there  are  things  I'd  like  to  know,"  she 
thought.     "How  I  wish  he'd  talk  to  me!" 

"No,"  said  Feather  Flop  in  a  crestfallen  voice, 
"I  don't  think  of  any.  I  certainly  must  acknowledge 
that  you  are  usefuller  than  I  thought!" 

"Thanks!  All  right!"  rephed  the  toad,  taking 
a  hop. 

"Hold  on,  please,  HoppjM"  Mary  Frances  ven- 
tured to  call. 

The  toad  turned. 

"Please,  Mr.  Hop  Toad,"  she  begged,  "please 
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wonderful  story.  If  it  is  not  too  inquisitive,  may 
I  ask  why  your  throat  puffs  all  the  time?" 

''Certainly,  certainly,"  croaked  the  toad,  "my 
voice  is  hoarse,  Miss,  but  I'll  do  my  best  to  answer. 
You  see,  we  toads  have  no  ribs  to  use  when  we 
breathe,  so  we  have  to  swallow  every  bit  of  air  we 
use." 

''Oh,"  said  Mary  Frances,  "that  is  it.  I  am  so 
much  obliged  to  you  for  telling  me.  Here  is  a  fish- 
\x  worm — or  do  you  call  them  angle-worms,  or  earth- 
worms?— ^for  you!" 

"A  fish-worm!"  exclaimed  the  toad.  "That  is 
fine.  Throw^  it  down,  please.  No,  that  is  the  wrong 
end  toward  me.  Fish-worms  wear  rough  rings  along 
their  bodies  which  hurt  the  throat  if  swallowed  the 
wrong  way  foremost.  They're  pretty  large  to  get 
do^\Ti,  so  I  may  have  to  rub  it  down  my  throat  with 
my  hands." 

This  the  funny  little  toad  did,  and  after  getting 
it  down,  patted  its  little  stomach.  "My,  it  was 
so  good.  I  shut  my  eyes  while  I  swallowed!"  he 
said. 

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gave  you  a  treat/'  she  said.  "I  wish  I  knew  some- 
thing else  I  could  do  to  make  you  happy." 

"Then  just  take  a  stick  and  scratch  my  back, 
please." 

Mar}'-  Frances  did  as  requested. 

Feather  Floj)  looked  on  all  the  while  without  a 
word.  At  length  he  blurted  out,  ''You  told  me, 
little  Miss,  I  think,  that  fish-worms  were  good  for 
the  garden — that  they  stir  the  soil  and  make  it  light 
and  porous.  I've  never  eaten  one  since  you  told  me 
that!" 

He  looked  scornfully  at  the  toad. 

Mary  Frances  smiled.  "Oh,  Feather  Flop,  indeed 
I  thank  you,  but  you  see,  we  don't  need  so  many 
of  them.     You  could  take  one  once  in  a  while." 

"I  must  be  going,"  said  the  toad,  "and  I  thank 
you.  Miss.  You're  much  more  polite  and  kind 
than  some  people  I've  known!"  glancing  at  the 
rooster. 

"He  means  the  boy  that  stoned  him,"  said  Feather 
Flop. 

"Excuse  me,  I  did  not  refer  to  him,"  said  the 
toad;     "but   really,   boys   are   terribly   hard   on   us! 


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And  think  of  all  we  do  to  help  them.  We  eat  the 
dreadfully  destructive  insects." 

''I  wonder  if  my  brother  Billy  ever — "  began 
Mary  Frances. 

''No,  not  any  more,"  said  the  toad.  'Tve  lived 
here  in  this  garden  five  years  and  it's  over  a  year 
since  he's  troubled  any  of  us." 

''He  never  will  again,"  promised  Mary  Frances. 
*'I  shall  certainly  tell  him  your  story." 

"Good-bye,  and  thank  you  very  much!"  sud- 
denly exclaimed  the  toad,  hopping  away  very 
rapidly. 

"Oh,"  called  Mary, Frances,  "I  want  to  ask  you 
something  else.     Won't  you  talk  to  us  again?" 

This  time  the  toad  did  not  turn  around  nor  answer 
a  word,  but  hopped  more  rapidly  than  ever. 

"I  can  catch  him!"  exclaimed  Feather  Flop,  "and 
ril  peck  him  as  hard  as  ever  I  can,  too,  for  treating 
you  that  way!'^ 

"Don't  you  dare,  Feather  Flop,"  called  Mary 
Frances,  running  after  him.  "I'm  ashamed  of  you!" 
catching  him  up. 

"Oh,  dear,"  sighed  Feather  Flop,  "and  I  wanted 


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to  help  you  so  much!     I  am  always  doing  something 


wrong!" 


''Listen,  Feather  Flop,"  explained  Mary  Frances, 
''that  probably  frightened  him  so  he'll  never  speak 
again." 

"I'll  be  to  blame  for  that,  too,"  mourned  Feather 
Flop.     "Oh,  I'm  sorry,  so  sorry." 

"Never  mind,  my  friend,"  said  Mary  Frances; 
"I  appreciate  the  kindness  you  meant  to  show  even 
if  you  made  a  mistake." 

"Are  you  sure  you  forgive  me,  httle  Miss?"  asked 
the  rooster. 

"Quite  sure,"  answered  Mary  Frances.  "But  I 
can't  promise  about  the  hop  toad!" 

"I  don't  care  a  hop  about  Hoppy,"  said  the 
rooster,  "just  so  you  forgive  me." 

"I  guess  a  rooster,  even  if  as  clever  as  Feather 
Flop,  can't  understand  such  things,"  mused  Mary 
Frances  to  herself. 

"Please  be  polite  to  him  for  my  sake,  then,"  she 
said. 

"I  will!  indeed  I  will!"  promised  Feather  Flop. 


CHAPTER   XXIV 

Mr.  Cutworm,  the  Villain 

''"W'F    he    mentioned    cutworms,"    said    Billy,    as 

I     Mary   Frances   finished   telling  him    the  story 

-^  of  the  hop  toad,  ''If  he  mentioned   cutworms 

among  the  insects  he  eats,   I  certainly  am  glad  to 

make  his  acquaintance.      Will  you  introduce  me  to 

him?" 

"Certainly  I  will,  Billy;  come  right  down  into 
the  garden." 

The  children  looked  all  over  the  place  for  the  hop 
toad,  but  were  unable  to  find  a  trace  of  him. 

"I  remember,"  said  Mary  Frances,  ''that  he  told 
me  he  slept  in  the  day  time." 

"Oh,  of  course,"  repHed  Billy,  "that's  the  reason 
we  don't  see  him.      I  might  have  thought  of  that!" 

"Hello,  he's  been  lazing  on  the  job  though,"  he 
exclaimed.  "Look  at  those  three  young  tomato 
plants,  all  cut  off  near  the  roots.  Neat  work,  that. 
Mr.  Cutworm  the  Villain's,  I'll  bet!" 

"Oh,  dear!  Billy,  won't  they  grow  up  again?" 

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''Not    much!"    exclaimed    Billy.      "No,    indeed; 

we'll  have  to  put  in  new  ones  in  their  place.     ''We've 

had  so  little  trouble  with  cutworms  that  I  forgot  to 

take  precaution." 

"What's  that?"  asked  Mary  Frances.  ~' 
"Precaution — why,  means  to  keep  him  from  the^ 

plants.     We  could  have  used — 

Paper  Collars  to  Protect  Plants  from  Cutworms 

Cut  strong  paper  into  rectangles  about  2J^  x  5  inches. 
Wrap  a  paper  loosely  around  the  stem  of  growing  tomato  plants 
and  other  tender  stems  before  packing  the  earth  around  them. 
Let  the  paper  extend  about  an  inch  above  the  ground,  but  make 
it  narrower  if  it  covers  the  roots. 


"Oh,  how  funny,"  laughed  Mary  Frances,  "for 
plants  to  wear  paper  collars." 

"They  would  cheat  Mr.  Cutworm  out  of  sev- 
eral good  meals,"  said  Billy.  "It's  provoking  to 
find  plants  cut  off  that  way.  You  see,  the  worms  do 
their  villainous  work  at  night!" 

"Oh,  do  they  hve  under  ground  all  the  time?" 

"No,  we  learned  in  school  that  they  are  the  larvae, 
or  young,  of  a  certain  night-flying  moth.     They  hve 


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in  the  ground  until  they  change  into  cocoons  (or 
worms-in-cases),  which  they  weave  about  themselves. 
Finally  the  cocoon  comes  out  of  the  case  as  a  moth. 
Here  is  a  picture  of  the  \illain." 

''Ugh!"  shuddered  Mary  Frances. 

"Hello,  here  is  the  real  thing,"  exclaimed  Billy 
*as  he  kicked  aside  some  earth. 

"Oh,  isn't  he  ugljM"  exclaimed  Mary  Frances. 

"We'd  never  preserve  him  for  his  beauty,"  agreed 
Billy.  "Some  farmers  make  poison  bait  for  cut- 
worms b}^  mixing  a  little  poison  and  molasses  with 
bran  or  clover,  and  throw  it  on  the  ground  at  night 
when  birds  and  chickens  have  gone  to  bed.  They 
are  careful  to  take  it  up  oslyIj  in  the  morning  so  that 
no  other  creature  will  get  it  by  mistake." 


CHAPTER   XXV 


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OW,  Feather  Flop  said — "  began  Mary 
Frances;  "I  mean,  if  Feather  Flop  had 
been  in  the  garden  there  wouldn't  have 
been  so  many  cutworms." 

''Mary  Frances!"  exclaimed  Billy.  "How  ridicu- 
lous! You  don't  seem  to  understand  that  that  old 
rooster  would  have  eaten  up  all  the  young  plants 
himself!" 

Mary  Frances  bit  her  lip  to  keep  from  laughing 
as  she  saw  Feather  Flop  peeping  around  the  tree  in 
back  of  Billy. 

''If  that  rooster  were  a  robin  or  a  wren  it  would 
be  different,"  went  on  Billy.  "Just  listen,  Mary 
Frances!"  pulling  a  paper  out  of  his  pocket. 

"  'One  robin  has  been  known  to  feed  his  family 
five  yards  of  worms  a  day. 

"  'A  chicka-dee  will  dispose  of  5500  eggs  of  the 
canker-worm  moth  in  one  day. 

"  'A  flicker  eats  no  less  than  9000  ants  a  day. 

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"  'A  pair  of  wrens  have  been  seen  to  carry  100 
insects  to  their  J'oung  in  an  hour.  They  are  espe- 
ciallj'  fond  of  plant  hce  and  cutworms. 

"  'Little  humming  birds  lick  plant  lice  off  foliage 
with  lightning  rapidity.. 

"  'The  3'ellow-billed  cuckoo  eats  hundreds  of  tent 
caterpillars  in  a  day. 

'^  ^Seed-eating  birds  destroy  myriads  of  seeds  of 
destructive  weeds — actually  eating  hundreds  of  tons 
of  seed. 

''  'The  Department  of  Agriculture  of  the  United 
States  estimates  that  the  tree  sparrow  alone  saves  the. 
American  farmer  $90,000,000  in  a  year  by  eating 
seeds  of  weeds.'  " 

''That  isn't  the  English  sparrow,"  laughingly  in- 
terrupted Mary  Frances. 

"No,"  replied  Billy,  "not  so  much  can  be  said  in 
its  favor." 

"How  do  people  know  what  the  different  birds 
eat?"  asked  Mary  Frances.  "Did  someone  watch  to 
see  what  each  different  bird  took  for  a  meal?" 

"No."  Billy  referred  to  his  cHpping.  "Scientists 
have  examined  the  contents  of  the  stomachs  of  the 


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birds,  and  have  learned  what  food  each  kind  of  bird 
uses.  There  was  a  time  when  people  imagined  that 
robins  stole  so  many  cherries  and  berries  that  it  was 
a  good  deed  to  kill  them.  Now  they  have  found  that 
they  destroy  so  many  injurious  insects  that  they  do 
not  begrudge  them  a  few  cherries.  Besides,  if  mul- 
berry trees  are  planted  nearb}^,  they  will  prefer  their 
fruit  to  the  cherries." 

''Oh,  Billy,"  cried  Mary  Frances,  ''isn't  it  won- 
derful! Not  only  do  birds  help  us  by  destroy- 
ing harmful  insects  and  seeds,  but  thej^  help  us 
by  their  beauty.  I  believe  the}^  are  the  most 
beautiful  of  living  things!  They  could  have  helped 
us  just  as  much,  and  have  been  as  ugly  as — cut- 
worms." 

"Yes,"  laughed  Billy,  "I  beheve  that  is  so,  but 
it  takes  a  girl  to  think  such  things  out.  The  most 
remarkable  fact  to  me,  however,  is  that  without 
bii-ds  we  would  die  of  starvation.  It  has  been  estimated 
that  if  the\'  were  absent  for  one  season  alone,  the  United 
States  would  lose  o^Tr  $300,000,000,  and  if  they  dis- 
appeared entii'ely,  agriculture  and  farming  would  be 
impossible  within  a  few  years." 


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''Bees  and  birds,"  commented  Mary  Frances  softly, 
''keep  us  from  starving.  How  wonderful  it  all  seems. 
Why,  Billy,  it  must  have  all  been  planned  out  when 
God  made  the  world!" 

"I  have  thought  of  that  myself,  Mary  Fran- 
ces," said  Billy;  "it's  one  of  those  thoughts  a 
fellow  doesn't  often  speak  out  loud.  I  don't  know 
why." 

"Everybody  ought  to  take  care  of  birds,"  went 
on  Mary  Frances.  "Surely  the  reason  they  don't, 
is  because  they  do  not  understand  how  wonder- 
fully they  help  us.  Do  you  recall  Miss  Carey's 
poem — 'An  Order  for  a  Picture'?  I  learned  a  part 
of  it  in  my  literature  course  last  winter: 


'Afraid  to  go  home,  sir;  for  one  of  us  bore 
A  nest  full  of  speckled  and  thin-shelled  eggs, 
The  other,  a  bird,  held  fast  by  the  legs, 
Not  so  big  as  a  straw  of  wheat: 
The  berries  we  gave  her  she  wouldn't  eat, 
But  cried  and  cried,  till  we  held  her  bill. 
So  slim  and  shining,  to  keep  her  still. 


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''  'At  last  we  stood  at  our  mother's  knee. 


You,  sir,  know 
That  you  on  the  canvas  are  to  repeat 
Things  that  are  fairest,  things  most  sweet. 
Woods  and  corn  fields  and  mulberry-tree, 
But,  oh,  that  look  of  reproachful  woe! 
High  as  the  heavens  your  name  I'll  shout. 
If  you  paint  me  the  picture,  and  leave  that  out.'  " 


"I  know  just  what  that  means,"  said  Billy,  ''for 
one  day — only  I've  never  told  it,  for  I  knew  how 
it  would  grieve  mother — I  killed  a  little  wren.  I 
was  quite  a  little  chap  and  had  no  real  intention 
of  doing  such  aching.  I  aimed  a  stone  at  the  little 
thing,  and  down  it  came — dead." 

"Well,  Bill}^,  there's  this  comfort,"  said  Mary 
Frances;  ''it  didn't  suffer.  That's  very  different 
from  injuring  it  and  letting  it  live  on  in  agony." 

"Yes,"  said  Billy,  "you  see  I  didn't  understand; 
boys  don't,  I  guess." 

"Birds  and  bees,"  Mary  Frances  repeated,  "keep 


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lis  from  starving.  I  suppose  you  know  nf  many  other 
l)enoficiai  animals  or  insects.'* 

"Oh,  Billy,  let's  have  lots  of  birds  in  our  garden!" 
slu^  went  on. 

"Why,  how?''  asked  Billy.  ''Perhaps  we  could 
put  food  out  for  them." 

"Yes,  but  I  wasn't  thinking  of  that.  I  thought 
maybe  we  could  j)ut  houses  where  they  would 
build." 

"Of  course,"  replied  Billy;  ''and  we  could  keep  a 
small  bath  tub  full  of  water  for  them." 

"What  fun!"  exclaimed  Mary  Frances.  ''Billy, 
do  you  know  how  to  build  the  right  kind  of  houses 
for  each  different  kind  of  bird?" 

"No,  I  do  not,"  answered  Billy;  "I  know  of  only 
a  few.  The}'  are  the  ones  our  manual  training 
teacher  showed  us.  I  have  some  pictures  right  here 
in  my  book.     It's  queer  I  didn't  think  of  them!" 

"Let  me  see,"  cried  Mary  Frances.  "Oh,  Billy, 
will  you  make  some  later  on?" 

"Fm  to  make  them  in  school  next  term,"  explained 
Billy.  "Mr.  Carpenter,  our  teacher,  told  me  about 
these  houses  one  day  when  we  were  out  walking.     We 


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happened  to  talk  of  what  Professor  Weed  had  told  us 
in  a  lecture  on  birds,  you  see." 

"Do  let  me  read  about  these  houses,"  begged  Mary 
Frances,  looking  over  his  shoulder  at  the  picture  of — 


A  Robins'  Sleeping  Porch 

Robin  Redbreast  will  not  live  in  an  enclosed 
house,  but  desires  mereh'-  a  shelter  where  the 
family  can  have  plenty  of  fresh  air, 

"I  believe  in  living  out-of-doors,"  says  Mrs. 
Robin  Redbreast,  "and  I  shall  not  send  the 
children  to  school  in  a  schoolhouse,  no  matter 
liow  sanitary.  Thej^  shall  be  educated  in  the 
open  air.  There  is  a  lot  more  to  be  learned 
outdoors  than  indoors." 


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A  Bungalow  for  Wrens 

Jenny  Wren  and  her  husband  like  a  little 
perch  to  rest  upon  before  entering  their  home. 
In  order  to  keep  the  English  sparrow  from 
being  inquisitive  and  troublesome,  make  the 
entrance  only  1  inch  in  diameter  where  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Sparrow  cannot  enter. 

"They  are  not  a  bit  nice  neighbors,"  fusses 
gentle  Jenny  Wren.  "They  pick  a  quarrel  over  nothing,  then 
peck  our  family  to  pieces  if  they  can." 


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The  Martens'  Hotel 

Do  not  charge  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Marten  for 
lodgings.  Instead  be  thankful  that  they  bring 
their  friends  and  relations  with  them,  for 
Martens  come  in  companies  and  love  to  linger 
where  invited.  They  destroy  myriads  of  in- 
sects. 

The  Blue  Birds'  Cottage 

These  heavenly  blue  birds, '  (J 
with  pinkish  plumage  on  their 
breasts,   add  great  beauty  to  our  home    gardens,  §^^ 
and  fortunate  is  the  owner  of  the  bird  house  which 
they   select   "rent  free."      They    are    desperately 
afraid    of    English    sparrows,    or    more    of    them  ^^^^[!^^ 
would  tenant  the   houses   round   about   the   home 
garden.     Blue  birds  eat  up  whole  families   of  garden  pests  at 
a  meal. 


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''My,  aren't  those  bird  houses  dear!"  said  the  little 
girl.  ''I  hope  we'll  have  one  of  each  kind  some  day. 
Then  we'll  feel  that  our  garden  is  well  protected  from 
injurious  insects.  Are  there  any  other  creatures  which 
destroy  them  beside  toads  and  birds?" 


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CHAPTER  XXVI 

Little  Ladybird 

(AN'T  sa}'  with  certainty,"  replied  Billy, "un- 
til I  look  in  my  note  book." 

''Well,  it's  just  inside   the   play   house, 
isn't  it?"  asked  Mary  Frances. 

"  I'm  getting  rather  tired,  Marj^ Frances, "said  Billy. 

''Oh,  go  get  it.  Bill}',"  Marj^  Frances  begged, 
"please  do,  bring  it  out  to  the  garden  bench — that's 
a  good  fellow." 

"Well,  if  it  were  any  other  subject  than  garden- 
ing, you  couldn't  persuade  me,  young  lady;  but  I 
guess  I'll  go." 

"There  are  lots  of  beneficial  insects  named,"  he 
said,  coming  out  of  the  play  house,  "but  the  one 
you  know  best  is  a  different  kind  of  a  bird  from  the 
feathered " 

"I  know!  I  know!"  eagerly  interrupted  Mary 
Frances,  repeating  the  old  rhyme — 

"  'Ladybird,  Ladybird,  fly  away  home! 

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^'Good!"  exclaimed  Billy.  ''Ladybird  or  ladybug; 
but  why  they  are  given  so  charming  a  name,  I  can't 
imagine." 

"I  can  imagine,  Billy.  Have  a'ou  ever  noticed, 
besides  being  so  very  pretty,  how  neat  they  are;  how 
ladylike  they  look  when  they  fold  their  wing  covers 
and  tuck  in  their  inside  wings;  and  did  you  ever  see 
them  wash  themselves?  They  do  it  so  carefully! 
I  don't  wonder  at  their  being  named  Ladybirds." 

"Humph,  Mary  Frances,  you  certainlj^  have  an 
enviable  imagination.  I  should  say  they  were  more 
fittingly  named  Possumbugs.  Have  you  ever  noticed 
how  they  'plsij  possum'  when  you  try  to  pick 
them  up?" 

''Indeed  I  have,"  Mary  Frances  laughed  at  the 
remembrance.  "Maybe  they  do  that  to  save  their 
lives  just  as  opossums  do;  but  they  are  so  very 
pretty  that  I'd  call  them  Ladybirds  for  that  reason 
alone." 

"Not  all  are  pretty  alike,"  commented  Billy. 

"Why,  don't  they  all  wear  shiny  red  dresses  with 
black  polka  dots?"  asked  Mary  Frances. 

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rlressps  with  red  or  yellow  polka,  dots;  sometime.^ 
the  dress  is  yellow  with  black  spots." 

"Oh,  isn't  that  interesting!"  cried  Mary  Frances. 
''I  never  tried  the  rhyme  on  any  but  the  red  ones 
with  black  dots." 

''I  never  Hried'  the  rhyme.  How  do  they  act?" 
asked  Billy. 

''Well,"  laughed  Mary  Frances,  ''usually,  if  you 
blow  your  breath  upon  them,  they  fly  away;  if  you 
just  watch  them,  they  generally  turn  around  and 
run  as  fast  as  they  can  in  the  opposite  direction  from 
which  they  were  going." 

"Probably  looking  for  food,"  said  Billy. 

"Probably  running  to  save  their  children's  lives." 
Mary  Frances  was  quite  indignant. 

"Perhaps  my  notes  will  tell,"  said  Billy,  opening 
his  note  book  again  and  beginning  to  read: 

Ladybirds  or  Ladybugs 

The  Ladybird  is  a  little  beetle  about  a  third  of  an  inch  long. 
There  are  many  species  of  ladybirds;  they  all  are  of  the  same 
general  shape,  somewhat  like  a  split  pea,  but  much  smaller. 
They  are  usually  of  brilliant  shiny  colors  with  spots  of  contrasting 
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red  or  yellow  spots,  sometimes  yellow  Avith  black  spots.  The 
young  or  larvse^of  the  ladybird  are  not  in  the  least  like  their 
mothers.  '^Fhey  are  little  black,  rough,  worm-like  creatures  with  six 
legs,  having  reddish-yellow  or  rusty  spots  on  their  backs.  Both  the 
young  and  the  parents  are  very  helpful  to  the  garden  because  they 
eat  harmful  insects — scale  insects  and  aphids  or  green  plant  lice. 
One  species  of  ladybird  which  the  California  fruit  growers 
brought  from  Australia  has  been  the  means  of  exterminating  a 
scale  insect  very  injurious  to  the  orange  and  lemon  trees  of  the 
Western  coast.  The  larva  of  the  ladybird  turns  into  a  hard  en- 
cased pupa,  and  later  into  a  full-grown  ladyl)ird  insect. 

My,"  exclaimed  Mary  Frances,  '^  another  garden 
friend!  Why,  Bill}^,  one  is  never  alone  in  the  gar- 
den.    There  are  always  lots  of  friends  about." 

"And  enemies  too,"  said  Billy.  "Some  time  Til 
tell  you  about  one  of  the  silliest  of  enemies,  which  Pro- 
fessor Weed  called  an  'animated  honey  drop'  or  aphis." 

"Tell  me  now,  Billy?     Oh,  do  tell  me  now!" 

"Not  much!  Not  much!  Some  other  time,  Mary 
Frances.  Do  you  think  I'm  an  animated  encyclo- 
pedia— always  ready  to  deal  out  information,  or  do 
you  think — ?     Oh,  so  long!" 

Before  Mary  Frances  could  answer,  Billy  had 
disappeared. 


CHAPTER  XXVII 


Curly  Dock 


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UST  in  the  nick  of  time,"  said  Billy  as  Mary 
Frances  came  racing  with  Eleanor  around  the 
front  of  the  house.  ''Why,  hello!  who's  here? 
Excuse  me,  Eleanor,  I  didn't  know  you  were  to 
arrive  until  this  afternoon,"  shaking  hands  with 
Mary  Frances'  "best  girl  friend." 

''She  wasn't  expected  until  afternoon,"  explained 
Mary  Frances,  "but  some  friends  of  her  father's 
were  coming  this  way  in  their  car,  so  she's  here  quite 
early.  Oh,  I'm  so  glad!"  as  she  kissed  Eleanor 
again. 

"I  wish  we'd  never  moved  away,  Mary  Frances," 
said  Eleanor,  returning  her  embrace. 

"You  said  I  was  just  in  the  nick  of  time,  Billy," 
Mary  Frances  suddenly  exclaimed.  "Why,  so  is 
Eleanor.     We  can  share  the  secret  with  her!" 

"Another  of  Mary  Frances'  secrets!"  cried  Elea- 
nor.    "  Please  teU  me  about  it ! " 

"Oh,    Mary    Frances    makes    so    much    out    of 

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nothing,"  said  Billy.  ''It's  simply  this:  we're  plant- 
ing a  garden,  and  don't  want  the  folks  to  know 
it." 

''That  isn't  all,  Eleanor,"  said  Mary  Frances, 
"Billy  is  teaching  me  how  to  garden.  He  took  a 
course  in  gardening  last  year,  and  he  explains  to  me 
everything  his  professors  taught  him." 

"Jiminy!"  exclaimed  Bilty.  "Everything!  Well, 
not  much!  I'm  trying  to  tell  her  just  a  little  bit 
of  what  they  tried  to  teach  us  fellows.  B}^  the  w&y, 
doesn't  Bob  garden?" 

Eleanor  began  to  giggle.  The  children  looked  at 
her  in  surprise.  Finally  she  answered:  "Such  gar- 
dening! Believe  me — no  garden  can  raise  a  crop  of 
weeds  equal  to  his.  I  must  tell  you  what  I  was 
laughing  at.  Early  in  the  Spring  Bob  planted  in  a 
box  some  seed  one  of  the  boys  had  given  him,  and 
Father  allowed  him  to  put  it  in  the  sunniest  window. 
He  watered  and  tended  it,  and  finally  set  the  little 
plants  out.  The  fellows  told  him  that  he'd  be  sur- 
•prised  at  the  wonderful  plants  he'd  get;  that  he  could 
have  them  served  as  'greens'  for  our  dinner." 

"What  were  they?"  interrupted  Mary  Frances. 


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"Hush!"   exclaimed   Billy,   who  was  much 
ested.     "Eleanor  will  come  to  that  soon." 

"Well,  the  plants  certainl}^  did  grow!  The}'  grew 
large,  broad  leaves,  quite  curly,  but  no  one  seemed 
to  know  what  they  were.  One  day  Bob  asked  the 
farmer  who  sold  us  potatoes  to  look  at  his  garden, 
and  I'll  never,  never  forget  how  that  man  laughed. 
He  roared;  he  shook;  he  doubled  up  with  laughter. 
He  struck  his  knee  with  his  hand,  and  tried  to  speak, 
but  no  words  would  come.  Bob  looked  on  at  first  with 
amazement,  and  then  with  anger,  finally  with  disgust, 

"  'If  you  wouldn't  mind  telling  the  joke,'  he  said, 
'we  might  share  in  the  fun.' 

"In  a  few  moments  the  farmer  spoke:  'Well,  sir,' 
he  said,  'that's  the  finest  crop  of  curly  dock  weed 
I  ever  seen!'  and  he  began  to  laugh  again." 

"My,  I  bet  Bob  was  'sore'!"    laughed  Billy. 

"Yes,  he  was,  but  that  wasn't  the  best  of  the 
joke,"  Eleanor  went  on. 

"  'I'll  serve  a  mess  of  it  to  those  fellows!'  he  cried. 
'And  Dick  W^illoughby's  got  to  eat  the  most — even 
if  I'm  compelled  to  have  the  doctor  there  to  keep 
him  from  being  poisoned.' 


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"  'That  would  be  a  treat/  the  farmer  said. 
'Curly  dock  makes  one  of  the  best  ''greens"  in  the 
Spring.  Just  boil  the  leaves  until  tender,  and  serve 
like  spinach.  Only,  young  feller,  next  time  you  want 
a  mess,  just  come  over  and  weed  out  my  meadow. 
Don't  you  take  up  your  time  and  your  pa's  land 
a-cultivating  what  grows  wild  and  can  be  had  with- 
out the  asking.'  " 


CHAPTER  XXVIII 
The  Stupid  Honey  Drops — ^Aphids 

BILLY  and  Mary  Frances  enjoyed  Eleanor's 
story  very  much,  and  laughed  heartily  over 
Bob's  discomfort. 

"Well,  Eleanor,"  said  Mary  Frances,  "you'll  be 
able  to  teach  Bob  a  lot  about  gardening  if  Billy  will 
let  you  share  the  lessons  he's  been  giving  me.  By 
the  way,  Billy,  what  did  you  mean  by  'just  in  the 
nick  of  time'?" 

"Nothing  much,"  repHed  Billy,  "only  I  wanted 
to  show  you  some  of  the  'animated  drops  of  honey' 
about  which  I  spoke." 

"Oh,  where  are  thej^?"  cried  Mary  Frances. 

"What  in  the  world  do  you  mean,  Billy?"  Eleanor 
exclaimed. 

"  Followmeif  you  want  to  know,"  commanded  Billy, 
leading  the  way  to  one  of  his  mother's  rose  bushes. 

He  lifted  a  long  new  branch. 

"How  funny  the  tip  looks!"  exclaimed  the  girls. 
"All  bristling,  like  a  burr." 

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"Look  more  closely,"  said  Billy. 

"Oh,  Billy,"  laughed  Mary  Frances.  "Billy,  it's 
not  a  green  burr  at  all!  It  looks  that  way  because 
of  thousands  of  those  little  tiny  green  plant  Uce!" 

"Yes,"  acknowledged  Billy,  "nothing  but  aphids. 
ril  now  try  to  repeat  a  little  of  our  lesson  on — 

Aphids  or  Plant  Lice 

There  are  several  species  of  aphids,  but  those  most  com- 
monly seen  are  little  green  ones. 

Nearly  all  delight  in  feeding  upon  the  sap  of  young  tender* 
shoots.  They  thrust  their  tiny  sharp  beaks  into  the  stem,  and, 
with  their  hind  legs  or  claws  in  the  air,  suck  the  juices  into  their 
soft  little  bodies.  The  sap  is  turned  into  honey-dew  in  their 
stomachs,  and  ants  use  them  for  their  cows!  But  they  give 
them  honey,  and  not  milk.  Perhaps  ants  like  honey-milk  better 
tlian  we  like  cow's  milk.  Aphids  seem  very  insignificant.  They 
are  helpless  little  creatures,  and  are  very  easily  killed.  Indeed, 
they  are  so  stupid  they  don't  seem  to  know  when  they  are  being 
killed.  Even  though  thej^  are  stupid,  they  do  a  great  amount 
of  harm  in  the  garden,  stealing  the  vital  fluids  of  the  plants. 

They  multiply  so  rapidly  that  their  many  enemies  do  not 
do  away  with  all  of  them,  so  almost  all  gardeners  use  a  "spray" 
to  kill  them. 

*  Tliere  are  a  few  aphids  whicli  food  upon  roots. 


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One  of  the  most  interesting  of  their  enemies  is  the — 

Aphis-lion 

This  little  worm-like  creature  is  hatched  from  the  egg  of 
the  mother  lace-wing,  an  airy  green  fly  with  light  lacey  wings. 
She  places  eggs  on  a  leaf  nearby  a  group  of  aphids.  The  little 
creature  that  is  hatched  is  very  hungry  and  immediately  begins 
to  look  for  food. 

It  seizes  the  first  aphis  it  can  find  in  its  strong  pincers,  and 
lifting  it  high  in  the  air,  drinks  the  honey  juice  in  its  body  with 
great  enjoyment. 

"Greater  than  Mary  Frances  shoMs  when  drink- 
ing chocolate  soda?"  queried  Eleanor. 

''That's  a  question,"  laughed  Billy.  ''I've  never 
seen  many  aphis-lions  eat,  but  I  have  seen  Mary 
Frances  drink  chocolate  sodas  'galore.'  " 

"But,  Billy,"  reminded  Mary  Frances,  after  thej^ 
had  finished  laughing,  "you  haven't  told  us  what 
other  enemies  the  aphids  have,  nor  what  you  mean 
by  using  a  spray." 

"Oh,  if  you  stop  to  think,  you'll  realize  that  spiders 
and  several  different  kinds  of  birds  will  eat  them. 
They  are  such  stupid  little  creatures  that  it's  not 
difficult  to  find  or  catch  them." 


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"But  what  about  spraying — is  that  difficult?" 
asked  Eleanor.  "You  see,  I  want  to  surprise  Bob 
with  my  superior  knowledge." 

"Oh,  Billy,  do  give  us  just  as  man}^  lessons  as 
you  can  possibly  squeeze  into  the  time  Eleanor  visits 
us,  won't  you?"  cried  Mary  Frances.  "Do  tell  us 
about  spraying  or  Sbuy  other  thing  we  ought  to  learn 
about  gardening." 

"Why,  Mar}^  Frances,  you  talk  as  though  I  kne\\' 
a  lot  on  the  subject!"  said  Billy,  "when,  as  a  matter 
of  fact,  I  don't  begin  to  know  anything.  It  seems 
to  me  that  the  more  I  stud}-,  the  more  there  is  to 
learn. 

"I'm  willing,"  he  went  on,  "to  tell  j'ou  girls  what 
I  can  remember  of  what  Professor  Weed  told  about 
insect  pests  and  insecticides — but  I  do  wish  you 
were  both  boys!" 

"We  don't,  though.  Do  we,  Eleanor?"  said  Mary 
Frances.  "I  shouldn't  think  you'd  mind.  You're 
always  with  boys  during  the  school  term,  and — I 
don't  believe  thej^'d  listen  anything  like  as  well  as 
Eleanor  and  I  will." 


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REALLY,  there  is  some  truth  in  that,"  said 
Billy.  "I'm  not  certain  that  I  can  remember 
much  about  the  subject;  but,  since  you  are^ 
so  anxious  to  learn,  my  children,  I'U  refer  to  my  trusty 
note  book,  and  read  to  you  about- 

Garden  Pests 

If  we  examine  the  various  insects  which  injure  plants,  we 
find  they  do  the  harm  in  two  different  ways,  according  to  their 
method  of  feeding.     The  different  methods  of  feeding  are  by — 

(a)  biting;  or, 

(b)  sucking. 

Biting  insects  have  mandibles,  or  jaws. 

The  biting  insects  most  familiar  to  you  are  beetles,  grass 
hoppers,  and  many  "worms,"  or  larv£e. 

If  you  catch  a  grasshopper,  and  hold  a  blade  of  grass  in  an 
upright  position  close  to  its  mouth,  you  will  obsen^e  that  the  jaws 
do  not  move  up  and  down,  but  sidewise.    This  is  true  of  all  insects. 

It  is  quite  easy  to  see  the  holes  in  leaves,  bark,  flowers  or 
fruit  where  biting  insects  have  been  feasting; 

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Sucking  insects,  instead  of  jaws,  have  a  haustelhan  or  pro- 
boscis, which  is  a  sucking  tube,  or  beak,  somewhat  like  a  sharj) 
hollow  bristle. 

This  they  use  to  thrust  down  through  outer  layers  of  bark 
or  leaves  into  the  inner  tissues  where  they  draAV  up  the  saj)  or 
lifeblood  of  the  plant. 

Among  the  sucking  insects  are  aphids  and  scale  insects. 

Now%  it  is  an  easy  matter  to  throw  poison  on  the  parts  of 
the  plants  that  biting  insects  devour,  where  they  will  eat  and 
swallow  it,  and  then  die;  but  it  is  almost  impossible  to  place 
poison  in  the  inner  portions  of  the  plants  where  sucking  insects 
feed. 

Fortunately',  most  sucking  insects  have  soft  bodies  which 
are  easily  destroyed;  but  it  is  a  rather  difficult  task  to  do  this 
work  of  destruction  of  sucking  insects,  because  every  insect  must 
l)e  touched  bj'  the  destroying  material  to  smother  it,  or  destroy 
its  breathing  pores.  Every  farmer  is  familiar  with  some  insecti- 
cides, oj  insect  poisons. 

-The  trouble  with  using  poisons,  however,  is  that  most  poisons 
w^hich  Avill  kill  insects  will  also  kill  people,  so  it  is  better  for  young 
gardeners  to  use  remedies  harmless  to  human  beings,  but  deadly 
to  insects,  of  which  there  are  a  few.* 


*  Thf,  small  luiiount  of  arsenioal  poisons  used  by  nuirket  gardeners  and 
laiiihTs  is  not  dangerous  unless  the  plant  is  used  immediately  after  their 
application.  The  danger  lies  in  having  su(-h  poisons  within  reach  of 
i'hiklren. 


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Insecticides  or  insect  poisons  are  applied  to  plants  in  twu 
ways:   by— 

(a)  dusting  with  powder;  or, 

(b)  spraying  with  a  liquid. 

A  "sulpliirr  gun  "  is  a  great  help  in  applying  powder;  although 
an  old  can  with  holes  in  the  top  may  be  used  as  a  sprinkler. 

Liquid  sprays  may  be  applied  with  a  patent  "sprayer," 
Avhich  may  be  purchased  from  anj'  seed  house;  or  with  a  whisk 
broom. 

It  is  absolutely  essential  to  reach  the  under  sides  of  the 
leaves  in  applying  insect  destroyers. 

Among  the  best  insecticides  which  arc  non-poisonous  I4 
human  beings  is  Hellebore. 

Following  is  a  list  of  remedies  for  insects  oftenest  found  in 
gardens. 

Hellebore 

For  sprajing:   use  two  tablespoons  Hellebore, to  a  gallon 

(four  quarts)  of  watef. 

For  dusting:   mix  two  tablespoons  Hellebore  with  fifteen 

Remedies  tablespoons  flour.      Keep  in  a  closely  covered  can.      After 

for  i  a  day  or  two  this  flovu-  may  be  sprinkll>d  on  the  upper 

Biting  I  and  under  sides  of  the  leaves.      This  is  best  done  ^\•hile 

Insects  the  dew  is  upon  them.     The  use  of  the  flniu-  is  simply 

for  the  sake  of  economy. 

Wood  ashes  and  also  insect  po\Ad(ir  discourage  cabbage 
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Various 
Remedies 

for 
Sucking 
Insects 


For  dusting:  insect  powder,  snuff,  sulphur,  tobacco  dust. 
Tobacco  stems  (laid  on  the  ground)  will  discourage  them. 

For  spraying:  Dissolve  1  lb.  caustic  Whale  Oil  Soap  in 
Yi  gallon  (2  quarts)  hot  water.  Mix  one  cup  of  this  mix- 
ture with  five  cujjs  of  water  for  plant  lice,  etc. 

Hot  Water  for  Aphids  or  Plant  Lice.  Hold  the  brandi 
under  water  at  a  temperature  of  about  125°,  or  as  hot  as 
possible  to  hold  the  hand  under. 


Fungi  of  various  kinds  attack  plants.     Mildew  is  a  form  of 


fungi. 

For 
Fungi — 
Mildew 

For 

Insects 

that  Feed 

Under 

Ground 

For  Cutworms, 

and  Insects 

Feeding  on 

the  Surface 

of  the  Ground 


Dust  the  plant  well  with  Flowers  of  Sulphur. 

Bordeaux  Anscnate  of  Lead  is  used  as  a  spray  in  early 
Spring,  to  prevent  fungi,  but  it  is  deadlj-  poison  and  should 
not  be  used  by  cliildren. 

Severe  poisons  are  generally  used,  the  fumes  of  which 
kill  the  insects.  Tobacco  tea,  made  by  boiling  a  i)ound  of 
tobacco  stems  in  a  gallon  of  water,  or  Ivory  soapsuds,  if 
thrown  on  the  ground,  will  discourage  these  insects. 


Poison  Baits  are  used:  that  is,  bran  or  grass  is  sprinkled 
with  sweetened,  poison.  (Note:  It  is  better  for  children  to 
use  the  precaution  of  paper  collars  as  already  explained 
to  Mary  Frances  in  the  talk  on  the  Cutworm.) 


There  arc  also  many  excellent  remedies  sold  by  seed  firms 
under  commercial  or  "patent"  names. 

"Well,  Billy,"  cried  Eleanor,  ''if  I  remember  one- 
tenth  of  the  lesson,  I'll  be  satisfied!" 


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''And  I,  too!"  echoed  Mary  Frances. 

''If  I'd  thought,"  continued  Eleanor,  "you  were 
such  a  wiseacre,  Mr.  Professor  Billy,  I'd  have  brought 
a  note  book." 

"Oh,  you  girls  can  see  my  notes  any  time,"  said 
Billy,  pleased  with  their  compliments. 

"What  I  didn't  like,  Billy,  was  the  constant  ref- 
erence to  'children,'  "  Mary  Frances  went  on. 

"Now,  little  girls,"  began  Billy,  "that  is  just  for^ 
'Safet}^  First.'     When  you  are  a  little  older  and  more 
experienced  in  gardening " 

"Oh,  Billy,  if  you  tease,  you'll  spoil  everything!" 
declared  Mary  Frances.  "Do  keep  your  old  poison 
secrets.     I  don't  like  the  idea  of  killing  bugs  even." 

"Nor  the  fellow  'who  needlessly  puts  his  foot  upon 
a  worm,'  "  quoted  Billy.  "I  bet  Bob  would  rather 
like  that  lesson,  even  if  you  and  Eleanor  didn't." 

"I'm  going  to  write  down  what  I  can  remember 
for  Bob,"  declared  Eleanor.  "May  I  use  your  desk, 
Mary  Frances?" 

"Nothing  could  please  me  better,"  answered  her 
friend,  leading  the  way  through  the  play  house  door. 


CHAPTER   XXX 


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Early  Vegetables 

'OU  will  tell  mo,  won't  you,  Mar}'  Frances, 
how  you  started  the  garden,  and  how  in  the 
world  you  induced  your  brother  to  give  you 
lessons?" 

Eleanor  looked  up  from  the  notes  she  had  made. 

"If  it  hadn't  been  for  Feather  Flop,"  began  Mary 
Frances. 

''Feather  Flop!"  exclaimed  Eleanor.  ''Do  3'ou 
mean  your  pet  rooster?" 

"Yes,"  declared  Mary  Frances,  "he  really  had  a 
great  deal  to  do  with  it,  although  Bill}^  ridicules  the 
idea." 

"I  can't  quite  understand  it  myself,"  Eleanor  said. 
"I  thought  chickens  were  very  injurious  to  a  garden." 

"Not  Feather  Flop!  He  has  been  so  interested 
from  the  very  first  that  I  myself  have  been  amazed. 
Eleanor,  you  should  hear  about  the  cutworms  and 
other  insects  he  has  eaten,  and  the  weeds  he  has  taken 
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Mary  Frances  grew  excited  in  being  able  to  praise 
the  rooster  to  someone. 

^'He  made  little  piles  of  weeds  at  the  end  of  each 
vegetable  patch,  and  I  had  to  pretend  to  Billy  that  I 
did  the  weeding,  for  he'd  never,  never  have  believed 
that  Feather  Flop  did  the  w^ork." 

"Isn't  it  w^onderful!"  exclaimed  Eleanor.  ''Do 
tell  me  more  about  him!" 

''Hush!"  exclaimed  Mary  Frances,  "here  comes 
Billy." 

"Hello,  girls,  want  to  see  something  fine?"  Billy 
looked  in  the  play  house  window^ 

"Of  course!"  cried  the  girls  at  once. 

"Come  on  out  then — follow  me." 

Billy  led  them  to  the  vegetable  garden. 

"What  is  it?"  asked  Mary  Frances. 

"Just  brush  a  little  of  the  earth  aw^ay  from  that 
radish,"  replied  Billy,  pointing  to  one  of  the  largest 
plants. 

"Oh,  look!"  cried  Mary  Frances,  as  she  pulled  the 
little  red  ball  root,  and  held  it  up  for  admiration. 

"Oh,  Eleanor,  it  is  ready  to  eat!  The  very  first 
thing  from  my  garden.     Let's  give  it  to  Eleanor,  Billy ! " 


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"Indeed,  no!"  declared  Eleanor.  "I  think,  Mary 
Frances,  you  should  have  the  very  first  of  the  crop!" 

"I  know  what!"  exclaimed  Mary  Frances.  'Til 
cut  it  up  into  three  pieces!" 

"Augh,  count  me  out!"  exclaimed  Billy.  ''I  don't 
want  any!  Besides,  I  guess  there  are  several  others 
nearly  that  size." 

''But  no  other  first  ones!"  declared  Mary  Frances. 
"M}^,  if  the  garden  weren't  to  be  a  surprise,  Fd  want 
to  divide  this  Avith  Mother  and  Father,  too." 

"So  would  I!"  exclaimed  Eleanor. 

"Well,  if  girls  aren't  silly!"  Billy  looked  almost 
disgusted.  "If  you  want  the  radish,  eat  it  up.  The 
garden  can't  be  a  secret  much  longer  anyhow,  for  in  a 
day  or  two  you  can  pull  a  couple  of  bunches  of  radishes 
and  several  small  heads  of  lettuce." 

"Oh,  it  seems  too  good  to  be  true!"  exclaimed 
Mary  Frances,  dancing  around  in  joy  at  the  thought. 

"But,"  said  Eleanor,  "surely  your  parents  know 
you  are  gardening.  Anybody  with  eyes  could  see 
that." 

"Yes,"  exclaimed  Mary  Frances,  "they  know  we 
are  doing  some  work  near  the  play  house,  but  I  asked 


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them  not  to  try  to  find  out  anything  about  what  we 
were  doing,  and  they  haven't  come  near!  The}'  want 
to  be  surprised!     I  know  they  do!" 

''But  how  did  you  get  the  money  to  buy  the  seeds 
and  plants?"  asked  Eleanor. 

''Mother  gave  me  permission  to  use  some  money 
from  my  bank,  and  Billy  loaned  me  some  from  the 
money  he  won  as  a  prize  in  school.  I  have  to  pay 
that  back." 

"When  we  sell  some  of  the  vegetables,"  said  Billy. 

"You  don't  wonder  that  I'm  excited,  do  you, 
Eleanor?"  cried  Mary  Frances. 

"Indeed  I  don't,"  said  Eleanor.  "I  wish  Bob  and 
I  had  just  such  a  garden." 

"You  can  have,"  said  Billy;  "I  hope  Bob  will  be 
able  to  make  me  a  visit  as  soon  as  he  has  finished  being 
'coached'  in  his  Latin!" 

"That  won't  be  for  some  time,"  replied  Eleanor. 
"Meanwhile,  I'll  try  to  learn  all  I  can  about  gar- 
dening, and  we'll  be  ready  to  start  in  earnest  next 
Spring." 

"Oh,  won't  that  be  lovely!"  cried  Mary  Frances. 
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soon  did  you  say,  Billy,  we  could  take  the  radishes  and 
lettuce  to  Mother?" 

''About  day  after  to-morrow,"  answered  Billy, 
examining  the  vegetables  closely  again.  ''And  a 
picking  of  peas  in  about  ten  days." 

"Oh,  goody!  I  love  the  vegetable  garden  almost 
as  well  as  the  flower  garden,"  cried  Mary  Frances, 
"although  the  flowers  are  so  interesting  and  are  grow- 
ing beautifully.  Come,  let  us  go  look  to  see  if  any  are 
ready  to  bloom,"  leading  the  way  to  the  front  garden. 

"Excuse  me,"  said  Billy;   "Fm  going  fishing." 

"Good  luck!"  cried  both  the  girls.  "Wish  you'd 
take  us!" 

But  Billj'  pretended  he  didn't  hear. 


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Feather  Flop's  Temptation 

UEER/'  said  Feather  Flop,  as  he  stopped 
crowing  for  a  moment  early  the  next  morn- 
ing, ''queer,  that  I  can  never  get  to  sec 
my  little  Miss  alone  any  more.  How  I  do  hate  to  see 
company  come,  for  then  I  can't  get  a  word  with  her! 
Never  mind,  FU  go  over  to  the  vegetable  garden  in 
a  few  minutes  to  see  how  everything  is  getting 
along.  Fll  crow  very  loud  now;  she  might  possibly 
hear  and  come  out." 

He  flapped  his  wings  and  swelled  out  his  breast, 
and  began  to  crow  loud  and  long. 

He  looked  at  the  window^s  of  Mary  Frances'  room. 

''No  sign  of  her  yet.  Well,  I'll  go  over  to  the 
garden  now,  and  I'll  work  hard  to  help  her." 

He  walked  over  to  the  play  house  garden,  occa- 
sionally stopping  to  give  an  answer  to  a  neighboring 
hen  or  rooster. 

"You're  earlier  than  usual  this  morning,"  crowed 
the  rooster  in  the  next  neighbor's  yard. 


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' '  Cock-a-doodle-doo, ' '  answered  Feather  Flop.  ' '  It 
doesn't  take  much  to  beat  you!  Good-morning, 
though!"  and  walked  on. 

When  he  arrived  at  the  vegetable  garden,  he  fell 
right  to  work  pulling  weeds  from  between  the  rows  of 
onions  and  peas. 

When  he  came  to  the  lettuce,  he  stopped  his 
work. 

"My,"  he  said.  "My,  doesn't  that  look  good! 
Oh,  how  sweet  and  tender  that  looks !  I  don't  believe 
anybod}^  would  miss  a  leaf  or  two  of  the  little  leaves 
inside  those  largest  heads." 

He  picked  at  the  inside  of  the  largest  and  most 
beautiful  head  in  the  garden. 

"  Good ! "  he  ejaculated.  "  Good!  I  should  think  so ! 
I  wish  I  had  more!" 

"I  hope  nobody  saw  me,"  he  whispered  as  he 
looked  around.  No  one  was  in  sight.  "Nobody 
would  miss  that  little  peck!     I'll  try  another  head." 

"That's  better  than  the  other,"  he  said,  swallowing 
the  dainty  morsel  and  blinking  hard.  "I'll  take  a 
little  from  each  of  these  large  heads,  and  nobody  will 
know  anything  about  it." 


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"That's  all  I'll  try  now,"  he  decided  finally.  "I 
don't  wonder  human  beings  like  such  stuff." 

He  fell  to  work  again  and  stopped  only  when  he 
saw  Mary  Frances  and  Eleanor  come  out  of  the  house 
and  go  to  the  hammock.  Then  he  ran  near  enough  to 
hear  what  they  were  saying. 

''To-morrow  morning,"  Mary  Frances  began,  "to- 
morrow morning  I  can  take  in  the  beautiful  lettuce. 
Oh,  Eleanor,  such  perfect  heads.  I  can  scarcely  wait 
one  more  day." 

''If  we  hadn't  promised  to  go  over  to  Cloverdale, 
we  would  work  in  the  garden  all  day  to-day,  wouldn't 
we,  Mary  Frances?"  said  Eleanor. 

"Eleanor,  I  believe  you  love  a  garden  almost  as 
much  as  I!"  declared  Mar}^  Frances.  "Well,  we  can't 
work  in  the  garden  to-day;  we  must  get  ready  for  our 
httle  journey." 

"But,  oh — ^lettuce  for  to-morrow!"  cried  Eleanor, 
throwing  her  arm  around  Mary  Frances'  waist  as  they 
skipped  up  the  walk  into  the  house. 

Feather  Flop  watched  them  from  behind  the  tree 
where  he  was  hiding.  "Maybe  I  oughtn't  to  have 
touched  it  after  all,"  he  said. 


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tell  y^EATHER  FLOP  was  in  the  vegetable  garden  the 
ri  next  morning  long  before  the  children  came  for 
'^.      the  radishes  and  lettuce. 

When  he  saw  them  coming,  he  ran  around  a  corner 
of  the  play  house,  where  he  could  hear  every  word, 
but  could  not  be  seen. 

"Oh,  Billy,"  cried  Mary  Frances,  happily,  "isn't 
this  just  fine!  Eleanor  and  I  will  pull  the  radishes  and 
you  can  get  the  lettuce." 

Eleanor  began  to  help  Mary  Frances,  and  Billy 
went  to  the  lettuce  bed. 

"Well,  of  all  things!"  He  shouted  so  loud  both 
the  girls  jumped. 

"What  in  the  world's  the  matter?"  Mary  Frances 
dropped  the  radishes  she  had  in  her  hand. 

"Matter!"  roared  Billy.  "Matter!  That  old 
rooster  of  yours  has  eaten  the  hearts  of  the  lettuce! 
That's  all!     Darn  him!" 

"Oh,  Billy,  don't  use  such  language!"  cried  Mary 

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Frances.  "Maybe  he  didn't  do  it.  Maybe  it  was  a 
cutworm  or  a  sparrow,  or — or — " 

''Look  here!"  demanded  Billy.  ''Who  took  that 
bite?"  pointing  to  a  hole  in  the  lettuce  just  the  size 
of  Feather  Flop's  beak. 

"Oh,  dear!"  exclaimed  Marj^  Frances,  "Fm  afraid 
it  was  Feather  Flop!  Oh,  how  could  he  have  done 
such  a  thing!" 

"That's  not  the  only  one!"  went  on  Billy,  examin- 
ing further.  "Every  one  of  these  big  heads  has  just 
such  a  bite  taken  out!" 

"What  shall  we  do!"  exclaimed  Eleanor.  "What 
a  disappointment!" 

"Fm  read}^  to  cry!"  said  Mary  Frances.  "1 
wonder  if  anj^  of  it  is  fit  to  use!" 

"Yes,"  answered  Billy,  "of  course,  you  can  use 
some  of  the  leaves,  but  the  beauty  of  each  head  is 
spoiled!  Here,  you  girls  take  these  things  to  the 
house." 

"Where  are  you  going?"  asked  Mary  Frances. 

"I'm  going  hunting — Shunting  for  a  bird!"  replied 
Billy  grimly. 

"Oh,  don't  hurt  him!"  called  the  girls. 


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"Not  if  I  can  help  it,"  said  Billy. 

''What  are  you  going  to  do  with  him?"  again  called 
Mary  Frances. 

"Come  help  me  catch  him,  and  you'll  see.  I'm 
going  to  make  a  prisoner  of  him!"  Billy  just  then 
caught  sight  of  Feather  Flop  as  he  half  ran  and  half 
flew  across  the  lawn. 

The  rooster  gave  them  a  long  chase,  but  finally 
Billy  caught  him  and  tucked  him  under  his  arm. 

Feather  Flop  meanw^hile  kept  up  an  incessant 
chatter. 

"We  know  you're  not  pleased,  old  fellow," 
said  Billy  as  he  put~  him  into  a  coop  and  held  it 
down,  ''but  you're  going  to  be  put  into  a  safe 
place.  No  pleading  off  for  you!  Now,  I've  got  you 
fixed." 

"Yes,  you  bad  boy!"  said  Mary  Frances. 

At  twilight,  however,  a  little  girl  crept  out  with  a 
plate  of  lettuce  to  the  old  hen-coop  where  Feather 
Flop  was  prisoner. 

"Feather  Flop,"  Mary  Frances  whispered  softly, 
"Feather  Flop!"  but  there  was  no  answer. 

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first  she  didn't  sec  the  rooster,  then  she  espied  him 
leaning  up  close  to  the  farthest  corner. 

"Why,  Feather  Flop,"  she  exclaimed,  "are  3^011 
ill?     Wh}'  didn't  you  answer?" 

"I'm  not  sick,"  muttered  Feather  Flop. 

"Why,  what  is  the  matter  then,  old  fellow?"  said 
Mary  Frances. 

"Are  you  going  to  let  me  out?"  asked  the  rooster 
sullenl}'. 

"Not  to-night.  Feather  Flop,  Fm  afraid.  I  think, 
myself,  you  need  a  little  punishment.  Tell  me,  why 
did  you  do  it?" 

''I'll  not  answer,"  said  Feather  Flop.  "I'm 
mad!" 

"Oh,  Feather  Flop!"  exclaimed  Mary  Frances. 
"Oh,  Feather  Flop!  You  did  wrong,  and  now  you're 
angry!  "WTiat  is  the  matter  with  you?  You  used  to 
be  so  nice!" 

"Oh,  let  me  alone,"  answered  the  rooster. 

"All  right,  then,"  said  Mary  Frances.  "All  right! 
I'm  going  away  now." 

"I  don't  care!  You  could  have  saved  me  from 
being  a  jail  bird!"  said  Feather  Flop,  turning  tail. 


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''  Excuse  me,  I  don't  care  to  answer  another  word!" 
he  declared,  putting  his  head  under  his  wing. 

Just  then  her  mother  called  her,  and  Alary  Frances 
had  to  leave  him  to  go  into  the  house. 

''Poor  old  Feather  Flop!"  murmured  the  little  girl. 
"Maybe  I  should  have  saved  him  from  being  locked 
up  hke  a  real  thief!  I  don't  believe  he  meant  to  be 
so  bad!" 


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ERHAPS  you  suspected,  Mother  dear," 
said  Mary  Frances  after  showing  the 
radishes  and  lettuce,  and  telling  about  the 
garden  lessons  Billy  had  taught  her.  ''Perhaps  you 
and  Father  suspected  we  were  gardening." 

''We  had  an  idea  that  something  was  being  done  in 
that  line,"  smiled  her  mother,  "but  we  did  just  as  you 
requested.     We  didn't  try  to  find  out." 

"Wasn't  that  dear!"  exclaimed  Eleanor.  "I  think 
Mary  Frances  has  such  wonderful  experiences!" 

"She  has  had  a  happy  life,"  said  the  mother,  look- 
ing sjmipathetically  at  Mary  Frances'  little  friend,  for 
Eleanor's  mother  had  died  two  years  before. 

Onl}^  for  a  few  moments  did  the  tears  stand  in 
Eleanor's  eyes,  then  she  said: 

"Mary  Frances  has  been  so  good  about  sharing  her 
splendid  times  with  me.  Do  you  remember  the  cook- 
ing lessons,  and  the  sewing  lessons,  and  Mrs.  Paper 
Doll's  housekeeping  lessons,  girlie?" 


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''They're  not  so  far  past  that  you  can't  remember," 
smiled  Mary  Frances'  mother,  ''but  you  girls  are 
growing  up  fast.  I  hope  that,  even  when  you  are  young 
ladies,  you  will  delight  in  just  such  lessons  as  you  have 
already  had." 

"I  feel  sure  I  shall,"  declared  Mary  Frances. 

"I  do,  too,"  said  Eleanor. 

"Play  lessons,"  went  on  the  mother,  "keep  fun  in 
your  hearts  and  'fun  keeps  one  young,'  you  know." 

"Well,  these  garden  lessons  were  fun,"  said  Mary 
Frances,  "but  they  had  a  great  deal  of  hard  work 
attached.  Oh,  Mother  dear,  I'll  ask  you  what  I 
meant  to!  May  we  serve  the  lettuce  and  radishes  for 
dinner,  and  not  say  a  word  to  Father  about  them? 
Then,  perhaps  he'll  say,  'What  fine  radishes!  What 
tender  lettuce !  Where  did  you  get  them,  Mother? ' 
Oh,  wouldn't  I  just  love  that  to  happen!' 

"I  don't  doubt  that  he  will  say  it,  Mary  Frances! 
I  would,  I  know,  for  I've  not  seen  any  so  fine  this 
year,"  replied  her  mother. 

"I  have  the  radishes  all  washed  and  ready  for  the 
table,"  said  Eleanor.     "Shall  I  put  them  on?" 

Mary  Frances  nodded. 


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''Just  put  them  in  the  refrigerator  until  nearer  the 
meal  hour,"  said  her  mother,  ''then  they'll  get  more 
crisp!" 

"How  about  this  lettuce?"  asked  Mary  Frances, 
who  had  it  well  washed  by  this  time.  "Feather  Flop 
didn't  hurt  it  so  much  after  all,"  she  said  to  herself. 
"I  don't  think  I'll  say  anything  about  what  he  did." 

"Put  it  in  this  glass-covered  dish  and  place  it  on 
the  ioe  to  make  it  crisp  in  the  same  way." 

"Here  comes  Father!"  exclaimed  Mary  Frances, 
and  she  and  Eleanor  ran  to  meet  him. 

"Dinner's  about  ready,  Father,"  said  the  mother, 
greeting  him  and  nodding  her  head  to  the  girls  to  put 
their  "surprise"  on  the  table. 

"Billy  will  be  here  in  a  minute,"  he  rephed.  "I 
saw  him  as  I  turned  in  the  walk.     There  he  is,  now." 

"Why,"  he  exclaimed,  as  he  looked  at  the  table, 
"where  did  these  beautiful  little  red  radishes  come 
from?  We  haven't  seen  such  beauties  this  year! 
And  that  lettuce!  Who's  been  sending  in  such  a 
treat?" 

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''It's  our  surprise!"  she  explained.  "They  are 
from  my  owti  garden,  Father!"  and  she  told  about  the 
lessons. 

At  least  she  tried  to  tell,  but  Billy,  and  Eleanor, 
too,  helped  in  telling  the  story. 

"Such  interesting  lessons,  Father!"  said  Mary 
Frances.  "My,  I  had  no  idea  gardening  is  so  won- 
derful." 

"Fine!"  exclaimed  her  father.  "Billy  boy,  I  see 
^    it  paid  to  send  you  to  a  practical  school." 

"I  wish,"  said  Eleanor,  "that  Bob  was  going  to 
study  gardening,  too." 

"Can't  you  persuade  your  father  to  send  him 
away  to  Billy's  school  this  Fall?" 

"Wouldn't  that  be  splendid!"  exclaimed  Eleanor. 
"I  never  thought  of  it.     FU  try  my  best!" 

"But,  Father,  you  and  Mother  both  had  an  idea 
of  what  we  were  about,  hadn't  you?"  asked  Billy. 

"We  knew  'something  was  up,'  Billy,"  smiled  his 
father,  "but  we  didn't  know  radishes  and  lettuce  were." 

Everybody  laughed. 

"Now,  that  we're  all  in  the  secret,"  Mary  Frances 
declared  happily,  "I  like  it  better  than  ever." 


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"Father  can  give  us  a  lot  of  information  I  don't 
know  a  bit  about,"  said  Billy. 

'^I  believe  Mother  knows  a  lot  she's  not  telling," 
said  Mavj  Frances. 

''Father,  won't  you  give  us  some  lessons  on  the 
wild  flowers?"  asked  Billy. 

"That  would  be  delightful,"  his  mother  said.  "We 
could  all  share  in  such  lessons.  For  instance,  some 
day  soon  we  could  all  take  a  walk  in  the  woods." 

"Won't  that  be  a  picnic!"  Billy  was  enthusiastic. 
"When  shall  w^e  go?  Can't  you  make  a  holiday  of 
it,  Father?     Let  us  take  our  lunch." 

"If  it  suits  all  parties,  we'll  go  day  after  to-mor- 
row," said  his  father. 

"It  just  suits  me!"  declared  Billy. 

"It  just  suits  me!"  echoed  Mary  Frances. 

"It  just  suits  me!"  said  Eleanor. 

"How  about  you,  Mother?"  asked  the  father. 

"It  will  charm  me  to  accept  the  invitation," 
smiled  the  mother. 

"Don't  you  girls  oversleep!"  warned  BiUy. 

"Oh,  Billy,  we're  not  the  sleepy-heads!"  laughed 
Mary  Frances,  shaking  her  finger  at  Billy. 


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Feather  Flop  Makes  Up 

NLESS  you  speak  to  me,  Feather  Flop," 
said  Mary  Frances,  when  she  took  his  break- 
fast to  the  coop  next  morning,  ''unless 
you  speak  to  me,  I  am  not  coming  out  again!  Fm 
going  to  get  Billy  to  bring  you  your  food,"  and  she 
turned  away. 

Feather  Flop  stuck  his  head  between  the  slats  of 
the  coop,  and  a  tear  rolled  out  of  each  eye. 

"Oh,  please  don't  go  away,"  he  begged.  ''I'm  so 
awfully  ashamed  of  myself  I  don't  know  what  to  say. 
That's  the  reason  I  didn't  answer." 

"You  poor  dear  old  Feather  Flop,"  cried  Mary 
Frances,  opening  the  slats.     "You  poor  old  fellow!" 

"I'm  so  awfully  ashamed,"  went  on  the  rooster, 
"that  I'd  gladly  have  you  chop  mj^  head  off  and  make 
a  pot  pie  of  me." 

"Oh,  Feather  Flop,  don't  feel  quite  so  bad  as  that," 
exclaimed  Mary  Frances.     "I  forgive  you,  my  friend." 

For  the  first  time.  Feather  Flop  looked  up. 


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''Do  you?"  he  asked.     "Please  tell  me  again." 

'*!  forgive  you,  Feather  Flop,"  repeated  Mary 
Frances,  gathering  him  up  in  her  arms.  *'  The  lettuce 
wasn't  so  badly  hurt,  after  all." 

"My,  Fm  so  thankful,"  said  Feather  Flop,  "though 
I  don't  see  how  you  can  forgive  me.  Are  you  certain 
that  you  do?" 

"Very  certain!"  smiled  Mary  Frances.  "As  cer- 
tain as  I  am  that  you'll  never  do  such  a  thing 
again!" 

"Never  again!"  solemnly  declared  Feather  Flop, 
holding  up  one  claw.     "Never  again!" 

"Well,  now,  eat  your  breakfast,"  said  Mary 
Frances,  putting  him  down  and  gently  stroking  his 
beautiful  feathers. 

"I  —  haven't  —  eaten  —  a  —  beakful,"  said  Feather 
Flop  between  hungry  pecks,  "since — I — was — put — in 
prison,  —  so  —  you  —  can  —  imagine  —  how  —  a\^^f  uUy 
— hungry — I — am. ' ' 

"Indeed  I  can,"  laughed  Mary  Frances,  delighted 
to  see  him  his  own  self  again. 

"Does  being  forgiven  always  make  a  person  feel 
hungry?"  asked  Feather  Flop. 


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''Well,  being  unforgiven  makes  a  person  feel  very 
unhungry,"  said  Mary  Frances. 

''A  strange  thing  about  me,  I  guess,"  said  Feather 
Flop,  ''is,  that  after  I've  eaten  a  full  meal,  Fm  not 
hungry." 

"Of  course  not,"  laughed  Mary  Frances.  " Nobody 
ever  is." 

"It's  very  sad,  though,"  declared  the  rooster. 

"Why,"  began  Mary  Frances,  "I  don't  see  any- 
thing sad  about  that." 

"It's  sad,  because  it's  so  much  fun  to  be  hungry 
and  eat.  I'd  like  to  eat  every  minute  myself — when 
I'm  forgiven." 

"You  do  pretty  well.  Feather  Flop,"  said  Mary 
Frances.  "I  wouldn't  complain.  It's  far  worse  to  be 
hungry  and  not  to  be  able  to  get  food." 

"I  hadn't  thought  of  that,"  said  Feather  Flop. 

"What's  the  next  lesson?"  he  asked  abruptly. 

"Next  lesson?"  echoed  Mary  Frances.  "Oh, 
about  roses.     Isn't  that  a  nice  one?" 

"Call  on  me  for  anything  I  can  do,"  said  Feather 
Flop.  "I'd  starve  a  year  and  a  half  before  I'd  touch 
anything  good  in  the  garden  again." 


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''Oh,  thank  you,  my  friend,"  said  Mary  Frances. 
''Thank  3^011!  I'll  call  upon  you,  never  fear.  I  must 
go  now,  though." 

"Shake  hands?"  asked  Feather  Flop,  holding  out 
his  claw.    "Just  to  show  real  forgiveness." 

"Certainly,"  said  Mary  Frances,  taking  his  claw  in 
her  hand  and  shaking  it  in  a  most  serious  fashion. 

As  much  as  she  wanted  to,  she  did  not  smile. 


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CHAPTER  XXXV 

Roses 

ERY  many  people  love  roses  more  than  any 
other  flowers,"  began  Billy,  "and  Miss 
Gardener  explained  to  us  that  for  this 
reason,  rose  growing  has  become  a  specialty  among 
professional  floriculturists." 

''Mercy,  Billy,"  interrupted  Mary  Frances,  "please 
explain  those  last  two  long  words." 

"  'Professional floriculturists,'  "explained Billy, "are 
men  who  raise  flowers  as  a  profession  or  business." 

"Thank  you,"  said  Eleanor. 

The  children  were  in  the  rose  arbor,  where  the 
girls  had  begged  him  to  give  them  a  lesson  on  roses. 

"Because,"  Eleanor  had  said,  "roses  are  my  favor- 
ite flowers." 

"  Mine,  too,  except  violets,"  Mary  Frances  had  added. 

"The  result  of  this  specializing,"  resumed  Billj^, 
"is  that  there  are  many  beautiful  new  kinds  of  roses 
constantly  being  introduced  into  our  country,  for 
while  a  good  many  new  roses  have  been  produced 

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here,  the  most  have  been  produced  by  growers  across 
the  ocean,  in  Ireland  and  France." 

''I  never  knew  that,"  exclaimed  Eleanor.  ''I 
thought  that  roses  were — just  roses 

"So  did  I!"  declared  Mary  Frances.  Then  sud- 
denly, ''Oh,  here  comes  mother!  Don't  stop  talking, 
Billy!    Mother  will  love  to  hear!" 

"Oh,  I  don't  think—"  began  Billy. 

"Please  let  me  listen,  Son,"  interrupted  his  mother's 
pleasant  voice.  "You  know  how  I  love  roses,  I  would 
certainly  appreciate  hearing  what  3^ou  learned  from 
your  teachers  about  them." 

"Well,  all  right.  Mother,"  said  Billy,  "but  I'll 
stick  more  closely  to  my  notes  than  I  generally  do, 
since  we  are  honored  by  your  presence." 

The  girls  made  room  for  her  on  the  arbor  seat,  and 
Billy  opened  his  note  book. 

"Here  is  the  place,"  he  said  in  a  moment,  "Here 
commences  the  lesson  on  Roses — 

Old-Fashioned  Roses 

,    A  flower  garden  would  be  lacking  in  interest  and  beauty, 
indeed,  without  the  Queen  of  Flowers,  the  rose. 


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No  matter  how  small  the  garden  space,  some  roses  may  be 
grown,  and  their  loveliness  and  perfume  will  well  repay  the  work 
of  caring  for  them. 

There  were  no  such  beautiful  roses  in  your  grandmothers' 
gardens  as  you  may  grow  to-day,  for  more  beautiful  and  more 
perfect  roses  come  into  existence  every  year. 

Perhaps  you  have  heard  of  "Damask,"  and  "Cabbage," 
and  "China"  roses;  old-fashioned  sounding  names  they  are, 
very  familiar  to  the  ears  of  your  grandparents. 

They  were  the  great-great-grandparents  of  the  hardier  and 
lovelier  roses  of  to-day,  the  "Hybrid  Perpetuals,"  and  "Hybrid 
Teas." 

How  New  Roses  Came  About 

Some  few  of  the  new  roses  were  accidents,  so  called  because 
good  Mrs.  Bee  carried  some  strange  rose  pollen  to  the  pistil  of 
one  or  more  of  the  old-fashioned  roses,  and  the  new  rose  seed- 
babies  took  on  a  new  nature.  When  the  little  plants  from  the 
new  rose  seed-baby  bloomed,  rose  lovers  were  tlelighted  vath  the 
more  perfect  loveliness  of  the  new  flower. 

They  carefully  saved  the  new  plant,  and  tenderly  cared 
for  it.  AVhen  it  was  old  enough  and  strong  enough,  the>^  took 
"cuttings"  from  its  shoots,  and  grew  more  plants  like  it. 

Now,  rose  lovers  after  noticing  what  good  Mrs.  Bee  had 
done  by  accident,  thought,  "I  wonder  if  a  person  could  not  dust 
the  pollen  from  a  very  different  rose  on  the  pistil  of  some  par- 
ticular rose."     This  was  tried,  and  to-day  we  have  such  wonder- 


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ful  improvements  on  the  old-fashioned  roses  that  no  other  flower 
gives  quite  the  pleasure  to  garden  lovers  as  the  rose. 

How  Roses  are  Propagated 

No,  the  seeds  of  the  new  varieties  would  probably  not  bring 
plants  like  themselves.  More  likely  they  would  resemble  closely 
their  parents  or  grandparents.  Besides,  it  takes  a  long  time  to 
raise  a  plant  from  a  rose  seed. 

So  the  safest  and  surest  way  to  propagate,  or  grow  more 
of,  the  new  varieties  is  by: 

(a)  Cuttings,  or 
(6)  Budding. 

Cuttings 

Cuttings  are  "slips"  cut  from  the  plant,  which  if  kept  in 
damp  sand  will  take  root. 

New  geranium  plants  are  usually  procured  in  this  way. 
In  fact,  the  old  plant  is  often  cut  entirely  up  into  sections  and  each 
section  is  planted  in  an  earthen  pot.  They  are  kept  damp,  and 
soon  throw  out  roots.  The  new  plants  of  the  geranium  will  bloom 
much  better  than  the  old  one,  especially  in  winter,  in  the  house. 

Many  roses  will  readily  grow  out-of-doors  from  cuttings. 
Among  these  are  the  Ram])ler  roses,  the  Dorothy  Perkins  being 
one  of  the  easiest  to  raise.  Among  the  Hybrid  Tea  roses,  the 
La  France  grows  readily  from  cuttings. 

Cuttings,  however,  do  best  if  raised  under  glass,  in  a  green- 
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Each  little  cutting  may  have  its  own  greenhouse.  This  is 
arranged  by — 

Growing  Rose  Cuttings  Under  Glass  Jars 

At  any  time  in  warm  weather  some  cuttings  will  take  root 
imder  an  inverted  jar.  The  best  time  to  experiment,  however, 
is  in  the  Spring  or  in  August. 

Th^  tip  cut  from  a  strong  growing  shoot,  or  cane,  does  best. 
It  should  have  at  least  three  joints,  one  of  which  is  near  the  base. 
After  all  the  leaves  but  one,  and  the  tip  are  cut  off,  the  "slip" 
is  placed  in  damp  sandy  soil  up  to  one-third  of  its  length,  and 
covered  over  with  an  inverted  quart  jar.  The  glass  jar  is  the 
little  cutting's  own  hot-house  where  it  will  ha\^e  wonderfully 
good  conditions  for  "taking  root." 

Do  not  lift  the  jar  for  many  a  day,  but  keep  the  soil  well 
watered. 

After  a  number  of  weeks,  most  likely  you  will  notice  new 
leaves  putting  forth,  and  will  knoM'  that  the  cutting  has  become 
a  little  plant  with  its  own  roots.  I.et  it  grow  under  the  jar  until 
the  tip  reaches  the  glass;   then  uncover. 

It  is  not  necessary  to  make  cuttings  especially  for  the  pur- 
pose, for  rose*  bushes  have  been  raised  from  the  stem  of  a  bloom- 
ing rose  after  the  blossom  has  faded. 

*  Mary  Frances  has  several  rose  bushes  blooming,  which  she  made 
from  cuttings.  She  saved  some  especially  beautiful  cut  roses  which  were 
given  her.  When  the  flowers  had  wilted  she  cut  them  off  and  followed  the 
directions  Billv  had  given. 


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Cuttings  are  inexpensive,  and  the  method  is  an  easy  one 
for  obtaining  a  large  number  of  plants;  but  there  is  a  better  and 
quicker  and  more  certain  way  for  professional  rose  growers. 

This  is  by — 

Budding 

In  order  to  find  what  is  meant  by  budding,  you  must  under- 
stand that  the  "bud"  referred  to  means  the  little  green  ''eye" 
on  the  stem  of  the  plant  where  a  branch  will  grow. 

This  "eye"  is  cut  off  with  a  sharp  knife,  and  slipped  under 
the  bark  of  some  wild  rose  plant,  called  the  "stock." 

The  advantage  of  budding  is  that  the  growth  is  rapid  and 
commences  with  the  strong  roots  of  the  wild  plant. 

If  you  buy  rose  plants  from  the  dealer,  they  will  probably 
be  budded  plants.     Now,  watch  for — 

"Suckers" 

You  see,  in  budding,  after  the  "bud"  or  "eye"  has  begun 
to  put  forth  leaves,  all  the  branches  of  the  wild  rose  plant  are 
cut  away,  and  only  the  new  bud  allowed  to  grow.  Sometimes  the 
wild  rose  stock  or  root  will  send  out  a  shoot  after  the  new  rose 
bush  is  planted.  If  this  is  allowed  to  grow,  it  will  use  all  the 
food  sent  up  by  the  roots,  and  the  new  budded  growth  will  die 
out,  unless  the  vrild  rose  shoot  is  cut  off  close. 

"Suckers"  are  very  easily  discerned.  They  are  full  of 
prickles,  are  light  green  in  color,  and  usually  have  seven  leaves. 
Cultivated  rose  bushes  with  few  exceptions  have  five  leaves. 


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You  do  not  want  to  find  any  of  your  lovely  rose  bushes 
killed  in  this  way — so  watch  out  for  "suckers!" 

Billy  looked  up  from  his  note  book,  ''I  haven't 
read  exactly  as  I  have  taken  these  notes,"  he  said; 
''I've  made  the  lesson  shorter.  Do  you  wish  me 
to  go  on?" 

''Oh,  please  do!"  cried  the  girls. 

''Yes,  Son,"  said  his  mother,  "that  is,  if  you  are 
not  too  tired.  I  imagme  we  are  coming  to  that  in- 
teresting point  where  we  will  learn  what  roses  were 
recommended  to  j^ou  for  plantmg." 


CHAPTER  XXXVI 


The  Best  Roses  to  Plant 


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were  given  the  lists,  we 
more    about    the    history 


Classes  of  Roses 


If  we  should  go  back  many  years,  and  give  the  names  ot 
the  old  roses  and  follow  their  history  until  the  present  time,  you 
could  scarcely  remember  their  names. 

Already  you  have  heard  of  "Damask,"  "China,"  and  "Cab- 
bage" roses,  and  have  been  told  that  they  were  among  the  grand- 
parents of  the  roses  of  to-day. 

The  Homes  of  Certain  Roses 

Perhaps  it  would  interest  you  to  know  that  Damask  roses 
were  found  around  Damascus,  in  Syria,  and  taken  to  Europe 
in  about  the  year  1573;  that  the  "Cabbage",  or  "Provence", 
rose  is  supposed  to  have  been  known  to  the  Romans,  and  later 
was  grown  extensively  in  Provence,  in  the  South  of  France; 
that  the  "China"  rose  was  brought  to  Europe  sometime  in  the 
eighteenth  century  from  China,  where  it  is  a  native  or  "wild" 

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rose;    that  the  beautiful,   fragrant   and  delicate   Tea  rose  was 
brought  from  China  to  England  about  1815. 

About  Hybrid  Perpetual  Roses 

It  is  not  necessary  to  tell  what  particular  old  roses  became 
the  great-grandparents  of  our  present  roses.  Indeed,  it  would  be 
a  difficult  matter,  for  commercial  rose  growers  have  guarded 
well  the  secret  of  just  what  roses  they  used  to  produce  the  new 
ones. 

The  term  given  to  a  new  flower  is  hybrid,  which  means  a 
mixture.  When,  about  the  year  1825,  a  new  class  ot  roses,  called 
the  Hybrid  Perpetual,  was  brought  into  existence,  everybody  was 
glad,  because  these  new  hybrids  bloomed  longer  than  any  of  their 
parents;  were  of  good  strong  growth;  and  were  perfectly  hardy. 

Perfectly  hardy  means  that  they  would  live  out-of-doors  over 
severe  winter  weather. 

Hybrid  Perpetual  roses  are  among  our  most  prized  roses  of 
to-day  for  these  same  reasons;  but  we  now  have  a  still  more 
valuable  class  of  hybrids,  with  a  longer  season  of  bloom,  which 
were  derived  from — 

Tea  Roses 
Perhaps  the  loveliest  of  all  roses  are  the  Tea  roses,  because 
of  their  beauty  and  enchanting  fragrance;  but  they  are  delicate. 
Very  few  Tea  rose  bushes  can  live  out-of-doors  over  cold  weather. 
Not  only  are  Tea  roses  most  beautiful  and  fragrant,  but  they 
hloom  almost  continuously  during  the  entire  season. 


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About  Hybrid  Tea  Roses 

So,  as  1  .have  said,  garden  lovers  who  lived  where  the  winters 
were  severely  cold  and  bring  snow,  could  not  have  the  lovely  Tei 
roses  in  their  gardens. 

You  can  imagine  their  delight_when  another  new  class  of 
roses  appeared — roses  which  l^loom  freely  like  the  Tea  roses, 
and  have  mucli  of  their  fragrance,  yet  are  hardy  and  can  live  out- 
of-doors  in  winter  weather,  except  in  the  "way  north  country." 

The  name  of  this  wonderful  new  class  of  roses  is  Hybrid 
Tea;  which  means,  as  you  already  know,  that  the  new  roses  are 
the  result  of  a  mixture  of  Tea  roses  with  others. 

Hybrid  Tea  roses  are,  in  fact,  a  mixture  of  Tea  roses  with 
Hybrid  Perpetuals. 

What  Roses  to  Plant 
For  blooms  for  cut  fiowers,  you  will  plant  many  Hybrid 
Tea  roses,  and  some  few  Hybrid  Perpetuals;  for,  while  Hybrid 
Perpetuals  bloom  plentifully  only  in  June,  and  have  a  few  blooms 
in  the  Autumn,  they  are  so  large  and  magnificent  that  no  one 
wishes  to  do  without  the  following: 


Hybrid  Perpetual  Roses 
(Abbreviation:  H.  P.) 

Hybrid  Perpetual  Roses 
bloom  profusely  iii  June, 
and  a  few  times  in  Summer; 
quite  well  in  the  Fall.  They 
are  very  haidy.  Prune 
after  June  blooming  to  get 
Autumn  blooms. 


Paul  Neyron : 

One  of  the  largest  roses  in  existence;    a  deep 
pink  in  color. 


PVau  Karl  Druschki: 

Pure  white,  large  and  perfect  in  form, 
sometimes  3  inches  long.     Blooms  well. 


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Mrs.  John  Laing: 

Soft  pink,  very  fragrant  and  free  flowering ;  one 
of  the  best. 


I  Prince  Camille  de  Rohan: 
[         Deep  crimson  maroon. 


There  are  several  other  very  desirable  Hybrid  Perpetual 
roses,  but  the  name  of  one  only  of  each  color  has  been  listed, 
)ecause  one  has  so  much  more  pleasure  in  cutting  a  half  dozen 
buds  of  the  same  color  and  form  than  a  mixture  of  different 
kinds. 

Even  if  one  has  space  for  many  rose  bushes,  there  is  a  great 
deal  more  satisfaction  in  having  two  or  more  bushes  of  the  same 
variety  than  many  different  kinds,  for  a  bouquet  of  the  same 
kind  of  flowers  is  so  much  more  beautiful  than  an  assort- 
ment. 

Perhaps  you  thought  that  the  words  Hybrid  Perpetual  meant 
continuous  blooming.  Many  a  gro^vn  person  has  made  this 
mistake  in  looking  over  the  seedsmen's  catalogs.  Probably  the 
name  Perpetual  refers  to  the  fact  that  the  plant  lives  over 
from  year  to  year  and  has  such  a  long  life.  In  England, 
however,  Hybrid  Perpetuals  bloom  for  a  much  longer  tune 
than  in  our  country,  for  the  climate  is  better  suited  to 
roses. 

Of  the  many,  many  l^eautiful  Hybrid  Tea  roses,  you  will 
wish  red,  white,  pink,  and  yellow;  and  you  will  be  pleased  if 
you  grow  some  of  the  following: 


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Hybrid  Tea  Rosos 
(Abbreviation:  H.  T.) 

Hybrid  Tea  Roaes  are 
free-blooming,  hardy,  and  < 
combine  to  a  large  degree 
the  beauty  of  color  of  the 
H.  P.  with  the  fragrance 
and  continuance  of  bloom 
^f  the  Tea  roses. 


General  McArthur. 

A     satisfactory     bloomei-,     crimson     scarlet. 
Good  for  cutting. 
Gruss  an  Teplitz. 

Bright  crimson.  Pretty  foliage.  Flowers  in 
clusters  on  a  weak  stem.  A  constant  bloomer, 
and  very  desirable  for  that  i-eason,  and  for 
the  color  nnd  form  of  foliage. 

White: 

1 .  Kaiserin  Augusta  Victoria. 

Pearly  white,  tinged  with  light  yiiUow.  A 
very  satisfactory  rose. 

2.  Innocence. 

Whiter     A  good  bloomer. 

Pink: 

1.  Caroline  Testout. 

Very  good  for  color  and  hardiness.  Fragrant ; 
blooms  freely. 

2.  Killarney. 

A  general  favorite,  Ixicause  of  good  color  and 
form,  and  a  continuous  bloomcu-.       Subject  to 
mildew. 
La  France. 

Excellent.    Very  fragrant.    Cliarming  in  color. 
Other  e.xc(!llent  pink  roses: 
Lady  Ashtown. 
Killarney  l^rilliant. 

Yellow : 

1.  Duchess  of  Wellington. 

Deep  yellow  and  orange.     Excellent  bloomer. 


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Yellow — CotUinued 

2.  Mrs.  Aaron  Ward. 
Indian  yellow;  free  blooming. 

3.  Marquise  de  Sinety. 
A  magnificent  rose  of  sunset  shades,  but  not 

so  easily  cared  for,  nor  so    free  blooming,  as 
Duchess  of  Wellington. 

In  looking  over  these  lists,  perhaps  you  are  wondering  why 
you  do  not  find  the  name  of  the  rose,  American  Beauty,  so  dear 
to  American  hearts.  The  American  Beauty  rose  is  not  hardy, 
and  is  grown  under  glass,  and  as  we  are  considering  only  out-of- 
door  roses,  it  is  not  listed. 

If  you  happen  to  live  m  the  warm  climate  of  the  South  or 
in  California,  you  can  have  the  luxury  of  growing  the  more  ten- 
der roses,  and  I  am  giving  you  a  list  of  some  of  the  best  Tea  roses. 

Do  not  attempt  to  raise  them  if  you  live  where  there  is  much 
snow  in  winter;  a  few  of  these  might  "winter  over"  if  well  pro- 
tected, but  with  the  many  exquisite  Hybrid  Tea  roses,  it  is  only 
a  waste  of  time  for  young  gardeners  to  experiment. 

Red: 

There  are  no  dark  red  tea  roses,  the  nearest 
perhaps  being  Souvenir  de  Catherine  Guillet, 
coppery-carmine,  shaded  with  yellow. 
White: 

Mrs.  Herbert  Stevens. 

Beautiful  in  form.      Sometimes  tinged   with 
faint  pink  shadings. 
White  Mamam  Cochet. 
White,  sometimes  tinged  with  pink. 


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Roses — Continued 


Pink: 

Mamam  Cochet. 

Hardiest  of  all  Tea  rosea;    excellent  for  cut- 
ting.    Free  blooming. 
Duchesse  de  Brabant. 

Most  fragrant.     Silvery  pink. 

Yellow: 

1.  Lady  Hillingdon. 

Reddish  yellow;   a  beautiful  rose. 
I       2.  Souvenir  de  Pierre  NottiAg. 
[  Canarj'^-yellow,  deeper  in  center. 

Below  is  a  list  of  Climbing  Roses.  Climbing  roses  were 
brought  into  existence  in  a  way  similar  to  any  of  the  other  new 
roses. 

'Red: 

Excelsa. 

A  gi'eat  improvement  on  the  Crimson  Ram- 
bler, the  foliage  being  nearly  free  from  mildew. 
Blooms  in  June. 
American  Beauty  Climbmg  Rose. 

Resembling  the  American  Beauty  in  shade; 
blooms  are  of  quite  good  size,  on  weak  stems, 
but  rather  good  for  cutting.  A  desirable  rose, 
but  not  for  showy  effect. 

Pink: 

Dorothy  Perkins. 

A  splendid  rose;  grows  very  rapidly,  some- 
times 20  feet  in  a  season.  Flowers  in  clusters. 
P'oliage  charming.     Blooms  in  June. 


Hardy  Climbing  Roses 
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Debutante. 

Fragrant,   very  desirable  because  blooming 
sometimes  in  July,  in  September  and  October. 
Tausendschon. 

Sometimes    called    "Rose    of    a    Thousand 
Blooms."    S Flowers    early    in    large    clusters. 
Very  hardy;    beautiful  foliage.      Color,  blush 
pink  and  white. 
American  Pillar. 

Grows  very  rapidlj'.     A  brilliant  pink  single 
rose,  borne  in  clusters.     Foliage  excellent. 

White: 

White  Dorothy. 

Flowers  at  the  same  time  as  the  Pink  Dorothy 
Perkins. 


In  warmer  parts  of  the  country  there  is  a  great  variety  of 
beautiful  climbing  roses,  among  which  may  be  named: 


f  Pink: 

Climbing  Bridesmaid. 

Hose  pink  with  crimson  shadings,  very  fra- 
grant. 


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Yellow ; 
CUmbing  Roses-Co«-  Marechal  Niel 

tinved  I  This  well-known   magnificent  climbing  r<; 

bears  masses  of  double  fragrant,  blooms  whi(  i 
are  excellent  for  cut  1  ing. 

There  is  another  class  of  roses  about  which  you  should  know: 

WiCHURAIANA    RoSES    (EVERGREEN    OR    MEMORIAL    RoSEs) 

These  roses  will  live  in  our  coldest  climate. 

The  first  were  brought  from  Japan  in  1892.  The  Wichura- 
iana  roses  are.  highly  valued  where  the  winters  are  severe  or 
where  the  plant  cannot  receive  special  care,  as  in  a  cemetery. 
(For  this  reason  they  have  been  called  "Memorial.')  Once 
planted,  they  seem  to  care  for  themselves.  They  trail  along  the 
ground,  or  over  rocks,  and  often  climb  over  any  support. 

Do  not  plant  them  in  the  rose  garden  where  you  need  space 
to  grow  bushes  for  blooms  which  are  lovely  for  cutting. 

Wichuraiana  roses  bloom  in  June  and  July  and  sometimes 
later.  Insects  do  not  trouble  the  beautiful  shiny  foliage,  which 
stays  green  nearly  all  winter. 

The  single  roses,  if  not  cut,  become  red  berries  in  the  Autumn. 
^^Wichuraiana"  is  the  catalog  name  of  the  single  variety. 

Blooms  of  the  Wichuraiana  roses  are  small  compared  with 
the  Hybrid  Tea  or  Hybrid  Perpetual,  but  some  arc  beautiful. 

[Gardenia. 
The  Best  Wichuraiana  J         Sometimes  called  ''Hardy  Marechal  Niel,"  bears 
Rose  ]      lovely  yellow  buds  which  open  into  double  flowers 

I      of  cream  color,  resembling  a  Cape  Jessamine. 


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Suppose  you  live  at  the  seashore  or  in  the  mountains;  sup- 
pose you  have  very  poor  soil  for  roses;  then  you  will  be  glad 
to  plant — 

RuGOSA  Roses 

Sometimes  Rugosa  Roses  have  been  called,  "Ironclad," 
because  of  their  thick  leathery  foliage,  which  is  seldom,  if  ever, 
troubled  with  insects;  and  because  of  their  wonderful  hardiness 
and  ability  to  live  under  trying  conditions. 

They  bloom  earh',  in  large  flowers,  some  of  which  resemble 
large  single  wild  roses;  others  resemble  large  ''double wild  roses," 
if  you  can  imagine  such  roses.  Many  make  the  Autumn  gay 
with  their  brilliant  red  seed  berries. 

Do  not  make  the  mistake  of  planting  Rugosa  among  the 
rose  bushes  you  are  growing  for  cut  flowers. 

They  are  used  where  heavy  growth  is  needed;  as  among 
shrubbery  or  for  a  hedge.  A  single  plant  looks  well  on  a  lawn 
or  at  a  corner  of  a  house.  The  Rugosa  roses  grow  from  four  to 
six  feet  tall. 

In  case  you  wish  one  or  two  of  these,  the  following  are — 


The  Best  Rugosa  Roses 
(Ramanas,  Japanese) 

Of  very  hardy  heavy 
growth,  with  large  single  or 
semi-double  flow^ers,  many 
bearing  red  seed  pods  in 
Autumn. 


White: 

Blanc  Double  de  Coubert. 

Pure  double  white  blooms. 

Pink: 
Conrad  F.  Meyer. 

Silvery  rose;   double;  one  of  the  best. 


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''There/'   said   Billy,   looking  up  from  his  book, 
"isn't  that  a  long  lesson?      Well,  the  reason  for  it 
all  is  this:    Miss  Gardener  and  Professor  Weed  ar? 
rose  enthusiasts — 'rose  crazy,'  we  boj^s  called  them." 

"Their  love  of  roses  was  an  excellent  thing  for 
you  boys,"  said  his  mother,  "for  I  believe  you  know 
more  on  the  subject  than  most  grown-up  people." 

"Just  listen!"  exclaimed  Mary  Frances,  ''Bill}^, 
don't  you  feel  repaid  for  giving  us  the  lesson?  What 
comes  next?" 

"Next  comes — let  me  see,"  replied  Billy.  "Oh, 
yes,  it's  about  planting  and  caring  for  roses,  I  re- 
member." 

"When  will  you  give  us  that?"  asked  Eleanor. 

"Does  it  tell  about  'Tree  Roses?'"  asked  Mary 
Frances  eagerly  before  Billy  could  answer  Eleanor. 

"I'll  tell  you  now,^'  he  said,  "about — 

Tree  Roses 

Tree  Roses  are  Hybrid  Perpetual  or  Hybrid  Tea  or  other 
roses,  budded  or  grafted  high  up  on  strong  stock,  or  wild  growth, 
and  cut  or  pruned  to  the  form  of  trees. 

They  are  very  attractive  in  a  formal  or  "set  out"  garden, 
or  for  edging  walks,  but  such  great  care  must  be  taken  to  keep 


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them  warm  during  cold  weather  that  it  is  best  not  to  try  them 
except  in  places  where  there  is  little  snow  in  winter. 

For  winter  bed  covers,  place  boards  around  the  plant  and 
fill  with  earth. 

Miss  Gardener  said,"  went  on  Billy,  ''that 
English  and  Irish  rose  growers  are  constantly  sending 
,  new  varieties  of  roses  over  to  Americans,  but  the  new 
roses  have  to  be  tested  in  our  climate  before  we  can 
be  certain  if  they  will  do  well  here.  That's  all  the 
lesson  for  to-day,"  he  declared.  ''Come  to-morrow 
morning  for  the  next  lesson — that  is,  if  you  want  to. 
The  day  after,  you  know,  we  go  on  the  Wild  Flower 
Picnic." 


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CHAPTER  XXXVII 

The  Wicked  Rose  Bugs 

'EALOUS  care   brings   big   reward    in  rose 
growing/    our  professor  told  us." 

Billy  was  perched  in  the  fork  of  an 
apple  tree.  The  two  girls  and  his  mother  were  sit- 
ting on  the  grass  which  made  a  thick  carpet  beneath 
its  branches. 

''He  used  to  say  it  over  so  often  that  the  fellows 
nicknamed  him  'Rosy,'  "  Billy  went  on. 

"Oh!"  exclaimed  Mary  Frances,  "wasn't  that 
awful!"  but  she  and  Eleanor  giggled,  and  even  her 
mother  smiled. 

"You  didn't  call  him  that,  though?"  said  Eleanor. 

"  Not  when  he  could  hear  me,"  laughed  Bilty .  "  But 
if  I'm  going  to  give  you  this  lesson  we  must  make  a 
start.     The  subject,  b}^  the  way,  is — 

How  TO  Plant  Roses 
Before  you  can  make  a  list  of  the  roses  you  wish  to  order, 
you  must  understand  something  about  the  state  in  which  they 
will  be  when  received,  how  far  apart  they  may  be  planted,  and — 


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Where  to  Make  Beds  for  Roses 

Roses  like  warmth  and  air.  They  love  to  drink,  but  they 
do  not  like  wet  feet. 

Knowing  these  things,  you  will  select  for  your  rose  bed  an 
airy,  sunny  place  on  the  south  side  of  a  building  or  wall,  if  pos- 
sible, where  the  ground  is  not  so  low  that  it  will  hold  moisture 
long. 

Having  decided  what  is  the  best  place  you  can  offer  j'our 
roses,  you  will  want  to  know— 

How  TO  Make  Beds  for  Roses 

1.  Do  not  buy  too  many  plants  for  the  space.  Do  not 
make  the  bed  over  five  feet  wide.  If  wider,  you  will  tread  on  the 
soil  and  make  it  heavy. 

2.  Remember,  roses  are  usually  planted  twenty-one  inches 
apart.     (Do  not  plant  Wichuraiana  or  Rugosa  roses  in  the  bed.) 

Alternate  the  plants,  as  shown  in  the  following  diagram : 


(1)         (2)         (3) 

(5)         (4) 
(6)         (7)         (8) 


This  saves  garden  space,  and  gives 
room  for  the  roots. 


3.  To  be  beautiful,  roses  must  have  plenty  of  good  food. 
So  dig  deep;  eighteen  inches  is  a  good  depth.  Fill  this  space  with 
a  mixture  of  soil  and  well-rotted  stable  manure.  It  is  best  not 
to  let  the  roots   of   the  roses  touch    the   manure.     Sprinkle   a 


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little  soil  over  the  manure  before  putting  the  plant  into  its 
olace.  If  the  ground  is  very  damp,  dig  deeper  than  two 
feet  and  throw  in  a  basket  of  stones,  through  which  the  water 
will  drain. 

4.  Roses  are  received  from  the  dealer  either  growing  in  pots, 
or  dormant  (dry),  or  with  little  balls  of  earth  around  the  roots 
wrapped  in  damp  moss. 

The  young  inexperienced  gardener  will  do  best  with  the 
potted  plants,  but  if  the  plants  are  dry  and  dormant  (dormant 
means  sleeping),  it  is  well  to  soak  the  roots  before  planting. 
Never  expose  damp  roots  to  the  air.  Keep  in  water  or  damp 
earth  until  planted. 


How  Deep  to  Plant  Roses 

Unless  grown  in  pots,  spread  out  the  roots  and  pack  the 
earth  firmly  about  them,  putting  the  plant  deep  enough  to  bring 
earth  three  inches  over  the  "bud"  or  graft. 


The  Best  Time  to  Plant  Roses 

depends  on  where  you  live. 

In  general,  Spring  is  the  best  time,  but  in  the  South  and  on 
the  Pacific  coast,  Autmnn  is  best. 

Some  of  the  hardiest  sorts  will  grow  well,  when  set  out  in  the 
Fall,  even  in  places  where  the  winters  are  severe. 

Now,  the  bushes  are  planted,  and  we  will  think  about — 


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Caking  for  Roses 

The  chief  cares  for  roses  are: 

1.  Cultivating,  or  stirring  the  soil. 

2.  Feeding. 

3.  Destroying  insect  enemies. 

4.  Pruning. 

You  already  understand  the  importance  of  cultivating  and 
the  importance  of  feeding  the  plants. 

Fertilizers 

Two  of  the  ]>est  foods  for  roses  and  easiest  to  use,  are  bone 
dust  and  dried  sheep  manure,  which  you  can  buy  at  the  seed 
store.  These  you  may  dig  into  the  soil  as  you  cultivate,  being 
sure  not  to  let  the  fertilizers  directly  touch  the  roots. 

Enemies  of  Roses 

1 .  Rose  Bugs. 

2.  Aphids. 

3.  Rusts  and  Mildews. 

4.  Borers  and  other  chewing  insects. 

There  are  several  different  kinds  of  beetles,  called  rose  bugs, 
whi(;h  come  up  out  of  the  ground  where  they  have  spent  the 
winter,  just  at  the  time  of  the  most  abundant  and  beautiful 
blooming. 

In  the  Middle  Atlantic  States  they  stay  in  a  place  about 
two  weeks. 


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The  best  way  to  rid  a  plant  of  these  enemies  of  roses  which 
"eat  them  alive,"  is  to  hand-pick  them,  throwing  them  into  a 
can  of  kerosene. 

There  is  a  patent  preparation  which  is  good.  Write  your 
dealer  for  information  as  to  this. 

Treat  for  other  insects  as  you  have  already  learned. 

If  your  parents  think  you  may  be  trusted  to  handle  a  poison, 
spray  in  the  early  Spring  with  "Bordeaux  Arsenate  of  Lead" 
to  prevent  mildew  and  rust.  In  summer,  use  Flowers  of 
Sulphur. 

Now,  as  to — 

Pruning  Roses 

Prune  rose  bushes  in  the  early  Spring,  just  when  the  plants 
begin  to  show^  green,  which  means  that  their  sap  is  beginning  to 
flow.     Use  pruning  for  cutting  the  stems  back. 

Remember  these  principal  rules: 

1.  H>'brid  Perpetual  Roses  should  l)e  ciit  back  about  two 
feet  from  the  ground. 

2.  Cut  back  Hy))rid  Tea  Roses  more  sparingly,  that  is,  farther 
from  the  ground  than  Hybrid  Perpetuals. 

3.  Cut  back  Tea  Roses  only  a  short  distance. 

4.  Cut  only  the  dead  wood  from  the  other  kinds. 
Pruning  cuts  off  the  ends  of  the  branches  and  causes  the 

plant  to  throw  out  strong  joints  from  the  eyes  along  the  canes, 
which  will  l)ear  flowers. 


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''My/'  exclaimed  Mary  Frances,  as  Billy  closed 
his  book  suddenly  and  jumped  to  the  groimd.  "Is 
that  all  about  roses?" 

''No,  dear,"  answered  her  mother.  ''No,  that  is 
just  a  'first  beginning,'  as  you  used  to  say  when  you 
were  little." 

"Speaking  of  insect  enemies,  I  see  the  wicked  rose 
bugs  have  eaten  into  the  hearts  of  the  most  beauti- 
ful roses  we  own,"  went  on  her  mother. 

"Come,"  cried  Mary  Frances,  "let's  go  see  if 
we  can  find  them— and  drown  them  in  kerosene." 

"Oh,  but  I'm  afraid  of  them!"  shuddered  Eleanor. 

Mary  Frances  laughed.  "They  won't  hurt  you!" 
she  said,  running  ahead.  "I  bet  I  can  catch  the 
first  hundred!" 


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CHAPTER  XXXVIII 
The  Fairy  Wood  Nymphs 

JUST  as  the  family  had  planned,  they  started  on 
the  walk  in  the  ^^•oods  the  next  morning, 
Mary    Frances    and    Eleanor    were    walking 
with   their  mother,   while   Billy   and   his   father   fol- 
lowed with  the  lunch  baskets. 

''Be  careful  where  you  step!"  called  Billy  sud- 
denly; but  it  was  too  late,  for  with  a  cry  of  pain, 
his  mother  fell  upon  the  thick  undergrowth. 

Billy  and  his  father  came  running. 

''Oh,"  cried  Mary  Frances,  "oh,  dear!  I  ought 
to  have  told  mother.  I  remember  tripping  over 
the  vines  here.  Are  you  much  hurt.  Mother 
dear?" 

"Not  much,"  she  replied,  but  as  she  made  an 
effort  to  move,  she  sank  back  with  a  little  sigh. 

"It  isn't  a  bad  sprain,  dear,"  said  the  father, 
examining  her  ankle,  "but  you  ought  not  walk  an- 
other step." 

"Oh,  the  poor  children  will  be  so  disappointed!" 


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''That's  just  like  mother!"  exclaimed  Mary 
P'rances.      "Never  to  think  of  herself  first!" 

"T  know  what  you  and  I  can  do,  Father/'  said 
Billy.  "Let's  make  a  'sedan  chair/  and  carry  mother 
home." 

"That's  a  good  idea,  Son — we'll  leave  the  girls 
and  the  lunch;  and  if  the  doctor  says  she  may  come, 
I'll  drive  mother  out  late  in  the  afternoon  after  she 
has  rested." 

"Oh,  no,  let  us  go  with  you!"  cried  Eleanor  and 
Mary  Frances  together. 

"It  will  make  me  so  much  happier,  girls,"  said 
the  mother,  "if  you  will  stay  and  trj^  to  enjoy  your- 
selves. Billy  will  be  back  soon,  and  maybe  j'ou  can 
have  a  bunch  of  wild  flowers  ready  to  take  home 
when  you  come  this  afternoon.  I'm  not  hurt  seriously, 
but  I  think  a  hot-water  bath  and  bandage  for  this 
ankle  will  prevent  further  trouble." 

"All  right,  Mother  dear,"  said  Mary  Frances, 
kissing  her.     "If  it  will  make  you  happier,  we'll  stay." 

"I'd  eat  lunch  right  over  there,"  suggested  Billy, 
l)ointing  out  a  lovely  green  spot  near  a  spring. 

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Mary  Franc(\s,  as  Eleanor  and  she  picked  up  the 
lunch  baskets,  and  Billy  and  his  father  started  off 
with  the  mother  comfortably  seated  on  the  ''sedan 
chair"  which  they  made  with  their  hands. 

''We'll  wait  for  you,  Billy,"  called  Eleanor. 

"Better  not,"  said  Billy,  "because  I  may  be  late 
— I  may  stay  to  dinner  at  home." 

"We'll  wait  a  while,  any  how,"  called  Marj^ 
Frances.     ' '  Good-bjT ! ' ' 

"Good-bye!"  called  everybody. 

The  girls  felt  quite  lonely  and  sad  as  the  other 
three  disappeared  from  sight. 

"Oh,  dear,"  sobbed  Mary  Frances,  "I  just  pre- 
tended to  be  cheerful  because  I  knew  how  sorry 
mother  was  to  disappoint  us." 

"My,  but  you  were  brave,"  replied  Eleanor. 
"Indeed,  I  felt  just  like  crying,  but  when  I  saw 
how  you  were  behaving,  it  made  me  feel  ashamed." 

"Well,"  said  Alary  Frances,  drying  her  eyes,  "let's 
set  the  table — Billy  will  be  back  sooner  or  later,  and 
I  don't  want  him  to  see  I've  been  crying!" 

So  they  spread  their  lunch  cloth  and  paper  plates. 


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''If  we  only  had  some  flowers  for  a  centerpiece!" 
exclaimed  Mary  Frances. 

''Let's  go  gather  some!"  suggested  Eleanor. 

"All  right!"  Mary  Frances  sprang  up. 

"What  can  w^e  put  them  in?"  asked  Eleanor 
practically. 

*'0h,  I  knowM"  cried  Mary  Frances  running  to 
one  of  the  lunch  baskets.  "Let's  drink  this  milk, 
and  use  the  bottle  for  a  holder." 

"Lovely!"  said  Eleanor.  "My,  I  didn't  know  I 
was  hungry!" 

"Neither  did  I — let's  take  a  sandwich  and  start." 

Mary  Frances  led  the  w^ay.  "I've  often  walked 
through  this  path,"  she  said,  "and  I've  always  found 
•some  flowers."^ 

"Oh,  dear,  w^hat  w^as  that?"  cried  Eleanor  sud- 
denly. 

"Nothing  at  all,"  answ^ered  Mary  Frances,  "or 
maybe  a  bird  flying  about  among  the  leaves." 

"It  isn't  a  bird!"  declared  Eleanor.  "It's  not  a 
bird!"  pointing  down  among  the  whirling  leaves. 
"Hush!  Do  look  carefully,  Mary  Frances,  and 
listen!" 


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They  stood  still. 

''Wild  carrot,  toad  flax, 
Buttercup  and  daisy, 
Do  you  love  them  well  as  I? 
If  not,  you'll  be  crazy." 

Although  the  Yoice  was  very  thin  and  piping, 
they  heard  every  word  distinctl}^  "That's  not  a 
bird,"  whispered  Mary  Frances. 

"Crazy,  crazy,  crazy,  crazy,  crazy,"  sang  the 
voice. 

Still  the  girls  didn't  see  anything  among  the  leaves 
where  the  voice  seemed  to  come  from. 


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''What?"  again  asked  the  Httle  voice. 

"Crazy,"  replied  Mary  Frances,  laughing  softly. 
''But  we're  not  crazy.  We  dearly  love  daisies,  and 
wild  carrot,  and  buttercup  and— well,  yes,  we  love 
toad  flax,  too." 

"Oh,  I'm  so  glad,  because  we  can  be  friends." 

At  that  the  leaves  began  to  whirl  and  dance 
furiously,  and  out  of  the  midst  of  them  leaped  a  little 
fellow  not  anything  like  as  large  as  Mary  Marie,  Mary 
Frances'  doll. 

He  was  dressed  in  forest  brown  from  the  tip  of 
his  pointed  cap  to  the  toe  of  his  pointed  boot.  His 
coat  and  tin}'  knickerbocker  breeches  were  made  of 
green  leaves.  Even  his  hair  and  beard  were  yellowish- 
green  as  though  made  of  very  fine  grass.  For  buckles 
on  his  shoes  he  wore  tiny  dew  drops  which  glisteijed 
like  diamonds.  The  buttons  on  his  coat  were  of  the 
same.  At  the  end  of  his  peaked  cap  dangled  a  tiny 
wild   fringed  gentian. 

"FloAver  lovers  are  always  friends,"  said  he, 
bowing.  "Young  ladies,  it  gives  me  much  pleasure 
to  introduce  myself.     I  am  Jack-in-the-Pulpit!" 

Mary  Frances  wanted  to   ask  him  how  he  hap- 


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pened  to  be  out  of  the  pulpit,  but  she  suddenly  thoiij2;ht 
he  might  not  like  the  question,  so  she  said: 

''Why,  how  do  you  do,  Mr.  Jack?  We  are 
pleased  to  know  you;"  and  she  and  Eleanor  both 
smiled. 

The  little  fellow  was  delighted. 

''You  reallj^  are  glad — that  I  can  see.  There  are 
lots  of  human  people  who  come  into  the  A\oods  who 
never  listen  or  look  when  we  call." 

"Why,"  asked  Eleanor  looking  round,  "are  there 
more  of  you?" 

"Oh,  my,  yes,"  nodded  the  httle  fellow.  "Lots 
and  lots  more,  only  the  others  are  very  busy 
getting  flowers  ready  for  next  Autumn  and  Spring 
— that  is,  all  but  one.  Her  name  is  Bouncing 
Bet." 

At  that,  the  leaves  began  to  bounce  and  to  whirls 
again,  and  out  of  their  midst  sprang  a  tiny  little  lady. 
She  was  so  beautiful  that  both  the  girls  exclaimed, 
"Oh,  isn't  she  lovely!" 

She  certainly  was  loveh^,  in  a  go^\Ti  of  queen's 
lace  over  wild  rose  petals.  On  her  feet  were  tiny 
lady  slippers;    on  her  head  a  lovely  violet.     Her  hair 


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was  of  yellow-white  thistle-down.  AVheii  she  spoke, 
lier  voice  sounded  hke  a  laughing  bell. 

'^So  you've  found  them  at  last,  Jack,"  she  laughed. 
''You've  found  human  beings  who  can  hear  us  and 
can  see  us.     Let's  tell  what  we  can  do  for  them." 

''Yes,"  said  the  little  fellow  in  green,  taking 
Bouncing  Bet's  hand  and  speaking  to  the  girls. 
"Please  be  seated." 

As  the  girls  sat  down  on  the  grassy  slope,  Jack 
began  to  speak: 

"We  know  you  are  wondering  whether  we  are 
really  the  flowers,  ' Jack-in-the-Pulpit '  and  'Bouncing 
Bet.'  Xo,  we  are  the  fairies  of  those  flowers.  Every 
kind  of  flower  has  its  fairy.  They  try  to  talk  with 
the  human  beings  they  see,  but  very  few  can  hear 
them  or  see  them.  .Now,  that  you  can  see  us  and 
hear  us,  we  would  like  to  take  you  with  us  into  Fairy 
Flower  Land- 

"And  tell  you  all  we  can  in  one  short  afternoon 
about  wild  flow^ers,"  finished  Bouncing  Bet.  "Jack, 
lead  the  way." 


CHAPTER  XXXIX 

Good  and  Bad  Weeds 

AT  that,  the  little  fellow  picked  up  a  tiny  stick, 
/-\  which  he  used  as  a  cane,  and  started  ahead, 
-*-  -^  Bouncing  Bet  following  with  a  happy  hop- 
skip-and-jump  step. 

Mary  Frances  and  Eleanor  were  surprised  that 
they  had  to  hurry  to  keep  up  to  the  tiny  little 
beings. 

At  length  they  came  to  a  high  hedge. 

''Touch  me  with  your  hand,"  said  Jack  to  Mary 
Frances,  holding  out  his  arm. 

''Touch  me  with  your  hand,"  said  Bet  to  Eleanor. 

"Now,  when  I  say  'three,'  all  jump,"  commanded 
Jack. 

"One,  two,  three!"  Over  the  top  of  hedge  they 
went  as  though  they  had  wings,  and  found  them- 
selves in  the  midst  of  a  wonderful  garden. 

"Oh,"  cried  Mary  Frances,  "I  never,  never  saw 
so  many  wild  flowers  blooming  at  once. 

"This  is  a  fairy  garden,"  answered  Bouncing  Bet, 


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"and  the  fairies  keep  it  for  just  such  friends  as  you, 
who  are  anxious  to  learn  about  wild  flowers." 

"But  we  can  tell  you  only  the  shortest  flower 
stories  to-day."  Jack  caught  up  the  conversation. 
"Just  take  a  seat  please,  and  I'll  begin." 

The  girls  sat  on  a  pretty  rustic  bench  under  a 
tree,  and  Jack  and  Bet  leaped  upon  a  branch  in 
front  of  them.     Then  Jack  began: 

"Good  and  Bad  Weeds" 

"Of- course  you  know  that  all  the  flowers  culti- 
yated  in  your  gardens  have  come  from  wild  flowers. 

"Through  j^earsiof  care,  the  wild  flowers  have 
improved  so  that  it  would  be  almost  impossible  to 
trace  each  of  the  plants  in  your  gardens  to  the  wild 
flowers  from  Avhich  it  was  started. 

"There  are  many  hundreds  of  wild  flowers,  but 
none  more  beautiful  than  those  growing  in  America. 
There  are  many  different  kinds  which  were  growing 
here  when  America  was  discovered,  but  the  seeds  of 
msLuy  more  were  carried  over  from  Europe  in  grain 
.for  the  colonists. 

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human  beings;  such  as  mint,  and  dock,  and  dear  old 
dandelions,  and  other  'weeds'  which  may  be  eaten. 
From  'weeds'  also  come  some  of  the  most  wonderful 
of  *medicines.  Perhaps  you  have  tested  the  medici- 
nal effects  of  mustard,  catnip,  and  boneset." 

''I  tried  catnip  on  our  Jubey,"  said  Mary  Frances. 
''It  did  her  lots  of  good." 

'Tve  had  mustard  plasters,  and  mustard  baths, 
and  boneset  tea  when  I've  been  ill  with  chills," 
Eleanor  added. 

"Just  so!  just  so!"  nodded  Jack-in-the-Pulpit ; 
''so  you  see,  many  'weeds'  are  not  useless  plants,  but 
are  very  valuable.     The  Indians  knew  that." 

"My,  I  hadn't  any  idea  weeds  were  valuable," 
said  Eleanor. 

"I  always  knew  about  mint  and  catnip,"  Mary 
Frances  replied,  "but  I  didn't  know  other  weeds  were 
of  so  much  help." 

"Of  course  there  are  many  ^^•eeds  which  seem  of 
no   value   at   all.      The}'   steal   the   food   of  valuable 

*  F'or  information  concerning  weeds  used  in  medicine,  send  for  Farmers' 
Bulletin  No.  1S8,  which  may  be  had  free  fiom  the  ITnited  Stales  Department 
of  Agriculture. 


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plants  and  choke  them  out."  Jack  went  on.  ^^For 
instance,  there's  corn  cockle,  the  seeds  of  which  are 
poisonous.  It  loves  to  grow  among  the  corn  and 
wheat,  and  troubles  the  farmers  terribly." 

"I  think  the  flowers  are  quite  pretty,"  Mary 
Frances  ventured  to  say. 

^'Oh,  you  know  them  when  you  see  them?"  asked 
Jack.  ''That's  good,  because  we  can  go  on  with 
our  story  faster  if  you  know  some  of  the  wild  flowers. 
You  would  like  to  gather  some  out  of  our  fairy  gar- 
den, wouldn't  you?  Well,  you  may  take  some  of 
all  that  are  in  bloom  at  this  time  of  year,  after  we 
finish  telling  you  what  we  so  much  want  you  to  learn 
about  our  dear  flowers." 

''Now,  it  is  Bet's  turn,"  he  went  on,  turning 
toward  the  dainty  little  fairj',  who  began  to  bounce 
happil}'  up  and  down  on  the  branch  of  the  tree. 

The  girls  were  delighted  with  her  dancing.  At 
length  she  stopped  and  began  to  talk  in  her  musical 
voice. 

"I  am  going  to  talk  a  little  about  the  flowers," 
she  said,  "and  shall  mention  only  the  ones  known 
by  most  people,  because  we  have  such  a  short  time 


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for  your  lesson.  I  shall  just  mention  them,  and  if 
you  do  not  know  them,  please  interrupt  me,  and 
Jack  and  I  will  take  you  through  the  garden  to  show 
them  to  you.     Do  you  kno^^'  the — 


Daisy  (Other  names: 
Ox-Eyed  Daisj-, 
White  Weed)  ' 


Great  Mullein 
names : 
Velvet  Dock, 
Aaron's  Rod, 
Flannel  Leaf) 


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"My  winter 
Bouncing  Bet. 


This  charming  gold  and  white,  wheel-shaped 
flower,  which  is  a  troublesome  weed  to  the  farmer, 
blooms  everywhere  afield  from  May  to  November, 

I  from  Canada  to  the  southern  States,  and  to  the 
Mississijjpi  River.      It  is  perhaps  the  best  known 

[  wild  flower  in  the  Eastern  United  States. 

Almost  everyw^here  this  tall  rod,  bearing  yellow 
flowers,  which  resemble  huge  buttercups,  may  be 
seen  from  June  to  November.  Its  velvety  leaves, 
which  grow  in  rosettes  on  the  ground,  are  soft  to 
the  tou(!h,  but  if  sheep  or  cows  try  to  eat  them,  the 
down  upon  them  becomes  .splinters  in  the  tongues 
of  tlu;  animals.  That  is  one  reason  it  grows  so 
widelj- — the  down  saves  the  leaves  from  harm. 
This  same  down  is  sometimes  used  by  humming 
birds  to  line  their  tiny  nests,  which  are  no  larger 
than  a  large  thimble,  yet  hold  two  humming-bird 
babies. 

The  seeds  of  the  great  Mullein  are  eaten  by  gold- 
finches, or  they  would  scatter  yet  more  abundantly. 

The  great  Mullein  is  a  native  of  Europe. 


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"Mine  is  made  of  flannel  leaf,"  Jack  added. 

"Yet  they  are  both  made  of  the  leaves  of  the 
great  nmllein,"  laughed  Mary  Frances. 

"Good."  laughed  Bouncmg  Bet.  "Jack,  we  didn't 
catch  her." 

"Now  comes  a  wild  flower  ^^•ith  a  charming  name/' 
slie  went  on.     "It  is  the — 


This  bright  orangd  inilk-wccd  is  found  blooming 
nearly  everywhere  in  the  United  States  except  the 
far  West,  from  June  to  September.  It  is  greatly 
loved  by  butterflies  bccausi;  in  its  small  deep  blos- 
soms they  find  sweet  nectai-,  which  even  the  long 
tongues  of  bumble-bees  cannot  reach.  The  poUcm 
lies  deep,  too,  and  adheres  to  tlie  long  legs  of  the 
butterfly. 

The  stem  has  very  little  milky  juice,  and  the  seed 
pods  are  not  so  inf cresting  as  those  of  the  Common 
Milk-weed. 


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This  plant  grows  in  the  northern,  eastern  and 
middle  western  part  of  the  United  States  and  is 
most  interesting  because  of  the  white  milky  juice  in 
the  stA)ms,  and  because  of  the  fluffy  down  in  th?  seed 
pods.  When  1  t<'ll  j-ou  about  Seed  Babies  with 
Wings,  rjltellvou  morr:  .-'.liout  this  milk-weed  dowTi. 


Just  as  Bet  finished  speaking  about  the  milk-weed, 
there  sounded  a  silvery  clock. 


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One!  Two!  Three!  it  chimed. 

"Oh,"  exclaimed  Jack.  "Oh,  can  it  be  possible 
that  it  is  three  o'clock!  Bet,  you  must  stop  talking 
and  give  me  a  chance!" 

"Oh,  dear,"  sighed  Eleanor.  "Oh,  must  she  stop 
talking?  I  am  so  anxious  to  learn  more  about  the 
wild  flowers." 

"Do  you  know  all  Fve  told  about,  when  you  see 
them?"  asked  Bouncing  Bet. 

"No,"  replied  Eleanor.  "Do  you,  Mary  Fran- 
ces?" 

"Not  all,"  Mary  Frances  shook  her  head. 

"Come  then,"  cried  Jack  and  Bet,  jumping  from 
the  tree.  "Come,"  and  they  led  them  among  the 
flowers,  and  pointed  out  to  them  besides  the  ones 
mentioned:  Wake  Robins,  Trailing  Arbutus,  Lupines, 
Forget-Me-Nots,  Columbines,  Heather,  Laurel,  Cali- 
fornia Poppies,  and  hundreds  of  other  wild  flowers 
which  were  in  bloom  in  the  outside  meadows  and  fields 
and  woods. 

"Fm  so  sony  we  haven't  time  to  tell  you  the 
story  of  each  one,"  said  Jack.  "Some  time  next 
year,  please  come  again  and  we'll  tell  you." 


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''We  could  come  to-morrow,  couldn't  we,  Mary- 
Frances?"  Eleanor  ventured,  but  Jack  answered: 

''No,  not  to-morrow.  Only  once  a  year  can  flower 
fairies  talk  with  human  beings.  It  must  be  to-day. 
So  now,  just  as  quickly  as  possible,  I  am  going  to  teU 
3'ou  something  about  how  plants  are  related  to  each 
other,  but  please  be  more  comfortable.  Do  take  a 
seat  in  the  grape-vine  swing. 

Then  the  girls  noticed  a  hammock  nearby,  formed 
by  the  interlacing  of  growling  grape  vines. 

It  was  wonderfully  comfortable,  and  they  leaned 
back  contentedly  as  Jack  took  his  place  in  a  little 
green  lily-shaped  flower  growing  close  by,  and  Bounc- 
ing Bet  pranced  around  on  the  lawn  near  him. 

Jack's   in   his   pulpit   now,"    she   said.      "Hear 
him  speak." 


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CHAPTER  XL 

Bouncing  Bet  and  Her  Friends 

OUNG  ladies,"  began  Jack-in-the-Pulpit, 
''Bouncing  Bet  and  I  have  arranged  a 
little  play  for  j^ou.  It's  to  be  this  way: 
after  finishing  a  few  introductory  remarks,  I  will 
call  the  names  of  various  flower  families.  Bet  has 
been  around  to  see  certain  members  of  each  family, 
and  although  they  are  very  busy,  they  have  prom- 
ised to  come  ^\hen  she  calls — that  is,  the  fairy  of 
each  flower  or  plant  that  she  calls  will  come  to  this 
grassy  slope  which  is  to  be  the  stage  for  our  play." 
''How  perfectly  lovely!"  cried  the  girls. 
"But  they  will  have  little  time  to  talk,"  warned 
Jack.  "So,"  he  went  on,  "let  me  tell  you  a  few  facts 
about — 


Plant  Families 

"It  may  surprise  you  to  learn  that  certain  plants 
belong  to  certain  plant  families. 

You  know  that  certain  animals  belong  to  certain  ^^((('^fyi^^^ 


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animal  families  and  can  easily  recognize  that  gentle 
Pussy  Cat  is  a  near  relative  of  fierce  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Tiger,  and  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Lion,  and  of  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Panther  and  all  the  young  panthers,  and  lions 
and  tigers.  They  all  have  some  similarity:  they  all 
have  pointed  teeth,  and  sharj:)  claws,  and  can  lap  liquid 
food  with  their  tongues.  They  all  tread  with  light, 
soft-padded  toes.  There  are  other  members  of  the 
Cat  Family  of  which  you  can  think.  Even  though 
Mrs.  Puss  is  of  near  relation,  she's  mightily  afraid  of 
her  big  relatives. 

^'Now,  I  wonder  if  you  know  that  faithful  Mr. 
Dog  is  own  cousin  to  terrible  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Wolf. 
Indeed,  I  may  be  mistaken,  perhaps  he  is  their  own 
]:)rother,  they  are  so  much  alike  in  some  waj^s. 

"Just  as  animals  belong  to  certain  families  so 
n-nk    X.  ^^^    plants.      They    resemble   each    other    in    certain 

l^vJ^^^N^^  points  which  you  may  not  notice  at  first,  but  which 
you  would  readily  see  if  pointed  out  to  you." 

Jack  drew  quite  a  long  breath. 

''Now  we  are  ready  for  the  play,  Bet,"  he  an- 
vvu^iiii       nounced,  and  Bet  bounced  down  to  the  grass-carpet 


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Said  Jack,  "The  first-  plant  family  (lailpd  upon 
will  be  the  Rose  family. 

Bouncing  Bet  blew  a  long  musical  whistle  by  using 
two  fingers  at  her  tin}^  mouth,  and  out  from  some 
shrubbery  stepped  a  dainty  little  lad}^  dressed  in 
pink  rose  petals. 

"My  name  is  Rose,"  she  said,  smiling  and  throw- 
ing the  girls  a  kiss;  "and  I'll  introduce  some  of  my 
cousins  in  the — 


Rose  Family 

"Cherry,"  she  called.  Out  stepped  a  red  ripe 
cherry  with  a  white  cap  trimmed  with  green  leaves. 
Of  course,  the  legs  were  verj^  tinj^,  nearly  like  pins. 
Cherry  smiled  and  bowed  and  took  a  place  beside 
Rose. 

"Peach,"  Rose  called,  and  out  stepped  a  beauti- 
ful peach,  with  a  pink  cap,  trimmed  with  green  leaves,     ^.-rf^^^^'^^/^ 

"Strawberry,"  called  Rose,  and  surety  enough,  out  '<U^^'     H-^^ 
came  a  red  ripe  strawberry  with  a  white  cap  trimmed 
with  green  leaves. 

"Blackberry,"  called  the  little  Rose  lady  once 
more,   and   before   the   word   left   her   mouth,   a  big    ^tfff((ii^/y,.,^ 


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blackberry  came  tumbling  in,  on  his  head  a  white 
cap,  trimmed  with  green. 

'^Oh,  pardon  me,"  said  Blackberry,  picking  him- 
self up.     '^I  was  afraid  I'd  be  late." 

Rose  smiled  and  motioned  the  blackberry  into 
place  beside  the  strawberry. 

Once  again  Rose  called  a  name. 

^^ Apple, ''^  she  called,  and  roly-poly,  ''head-over- 
tin-cups,"  came  a  round  rosy-cheeked  apple  into  their 
midst. 

''Excuse  me,"  puffed  Apple.  "Please  excuse  my 
manners,  Cousin  Rose,  but  I  am  so  fat  that  hurrying 
gets  me  all  out  of  breath,"  and  he  fell  in  line. 

"That  will  do,"  interrupted  Jack-in-the-Pulpit, 
"that  will  do  for  the  Rose  family;   we  will  now — " 

"Excuse  me,"  interrupted  Mary  Frances,  "but 
may  I  ask — if  all  these  are  members  of  the  Rose 
family?" 

"There's  no  mistake,"   replied  Jack.      "Now,   if 

you  stop  to  think,  j^ou'll  realize  how  very  much  the 

blossom  of  the  cherry,  and  the  strawberry,  and  the 

blackberry,  and  the  peach,  and  the  apple  resemble 

.>di^S3^^'^'^'^^^^  a  wild  rose." 


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''Oh,  I  do!"    said  Eleanor. 

''And  I  remember  also,"  added  Mary  Frances, 
beaming,  "that  the  seed  pods  of  the  roses  look  like 
fruit." 

"Good!"  cried  Jack,  dancing  around. 

"Good!"  cried  Bet,  bouncing  around,  and  all  the 
members  of  the  Rose  families  who  were  present 
formed  a  "ring-around-a-rosy,"  and  danced  around 
and  around,  and  at  length  formed  into  line  near  the 
bush  through  which  they  had  come. 

"Their  caps  are  their  blossoms!"  exclaimed 
Eleanor. 

"They  are,"  said  Bouncing  Bet.  "Oh,  you  will 
always  be  on  the  lookout  now  to  find  other  mem- 
bers of  that  family,  for  there  are  many  more.  I 
wanted  to  call  Bridal  Wreath,  but  there  wasn't 
time." 

"No    time,    indeed,"    interrupted    Jack.      "Now, 
Bet,  call  the  Night  Shade  famity.     They  are  not  so  <^^*' 
pretty  as  the  Rose  family,"  he  whispered,  "but  just 
as  useful."     Bouncing  Bet  blew  upon  her  fingers. 

"Indian   file,"   she   called,   and   out   filed   several 


members  of  the 


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Night  Shade  Family 
There  were: 

Common  Night  Shade,  a  tiny  round  black  pill-like 
berry  with  a  tiny  white  cap. 

Sand  Burr,  in  a  buff  coat  full  of  prickles.  And 
what  do  you  think?     There  was — 

Co7mnon  White  Potato,  with  a  ridiculously  small 
bell-shaped  green  and  white  cap. 

^'Oh/'  Mary  Frances  could  not  help  exclaiming; 
''is  White  Potato  a  member  of  the  Night  Shade 
family?     I  thought  night  shade  was  poison!" 

''I  ain't  poison — I  ain't!  Not  after  I'm  cooked!" 
growled  Potato.  ''You've  ate  up  enough  of  my 
brothers  and  sisters  to  know"  that!" 

"Hush!"  admonished  Bouncing  Bet.  "Keep  still! 
That's  terrible  grammar,  even  though  you  are  a  com- 
mon 'Tater/  you  ought  to  speak  more  correctly  than 
that." 

"Excuse  me,  but  we've  fed  hundreds  and  thou- 
sands of  people,  and  that's  more  than  any  of  the 
rest  of  you  can  saj^,  even  if  you  don't  like  my  grammar." 

"Mercy!"  cried  a  Tomato,  running  in.  "Did  you 
forget  me?"      He  was  dressed  in  a  bright  red,  and 


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wore  a  tiny  yellow  cap  trimmed  with  green.  "I 
belong  to  the  Night  Shade  family,  too,  and  I  have 
fed  hundreds  and  hundreds  of  people." 

''Oh,  you  Love  Apple!"  broke  in  Potato.  "Your 
relatives  haven't  fed  people  as  long  as  mine  have." 

''That  must  be  so,"  said  Mary  Frances.  "I  re- 
member that  my  grandma  told  me  that  when  her 
mother  was  young,  tomatoes  were  called  love  apples, 
and  were  thought  to  be  poisonous.  Grand-mothers 
raised  them  in  their  gardens,  though,  because  they 
were  pretty." 

"Poisonous!"  Tomato's  face  turned  redder  than 
ever.  "Poisonous!  Well,  I  should  say!  But  then, 
you  know  how  good  we  are,  and  that  we  are  excel- 
lent for  people  who  eat  too  much  meat." 

"Indeed  we  do  know,  don't  we,  Mary  Frances? 
We  have  some  of  you  in  our  lunch  basket,"  laughed 
Eleanor.  "Mary  Frances  has  a  lot  of  j^ou  growing 
in  her  garden,  too." 

"Has  she  any  of  my  brothers  and  sisters  growing 
in  her  garden?"  asked  a  new  voice. 

The  girls  saw   the   funniest,   fattest  brown   fellow 


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"Hello,  Humpty  Dumpty!"  cried  out  Tomato. 

''Nonsense/'  declared  the  new-comer,  ''I'm  not 
Humpty  Dumpty!  I  can  prove  it;  I  can  fall  and 
you  can  pick  me  up  again.     See?" 

With  that,  over  he  went,  smash! 

The  other  Night  Shade  people  all  ran  to  help  him  up. 

"How's  that,  young  ladies?"  said  he  when  they 
had  set  him  on  his  tiny  legs.  "Doesn't  that  prove 
I'm  not  an  egg?     Humpty  Dumpty,  indeed!" 

"Oh,  you  Egg  Plant!''  cried  Potato.  "Welcome, 
cousin.  You're  another  useful  member  of  the  Night 
Shade  family." 

"Perhaps  'you-all'  don't  like  me  as  well  as  those 
other  Night  Shades,  but  some  folks  do." 

"Who's  that?"  asked  Eleanor. 

"It   looks   like   Lucinda   Marguerite,   my   colored 
J.  ^.^^    -y^  paper  doll,"  replied  Mary  Frances,  laughing. 

vvS^t"^^^  -^^  wonder  she  thought  so,  for  the  owner  of  the 
new  voice  looked  like  a  little  darky,  dressed  in  green, 
with  a  long-pointed  white  cap. 

"Some  folkses  likes  me  bettah  than  food,"  went 
on  the  speaker.     "You  can  just  put  that  in  your  pipe 
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^^ Tobacco!''  guessed  Mary  Frances. 

''Oh,  how  funny!"  cried  Eleanor,  and  they  burst 
into  gales  of  laughter. 

''I  didn't  know  tobacco  had  such  a  pretty  blos- 
som," said  Mary  Frances,  examining  the  pointed  cap 
more  carefully. 

"That  will "  Jack-in-the-Pulpit  began. 

''Wait  a  minute,  wait  a  minute,"  cried  a  new 
voice,  and  in  danced  a  beautiful  little  lady,  dressed 
in  a  fluff y-ruffly  skirt  made  of  flower  petals. 

" Guess  quickly,"  smiled  Bouncing  Bet.    " Quickly!" 

"Petunia/'  guessed  Eleanor.  "We  have  them  in 
a  windows-box  at  home." 

"What  a  pretty  member  of  the  Night  Shade 
family,"  said  Mary  Frances. 

"Fall  in  line,"  Jack  commanded,  leaning  far  out 
of  his  pulpit,  and  pointing  out  a  place  w^here  the 
Night  Shade  family  took  their  position. 


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HE    next    family,"    announced    Jack-in-the- 
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Buttercup  Family 

At  the  moment  Bouncing  Bet  whistled,  in  danced 
the  family  headed  by  little  Buttercup. 

''My  name's  little  Buttercup,"  she  sang. 

You  can  imagine  how  lovely  she  looked  dressed 
in  shiny  yellow,  trimmed  with  green. 

Then  she  introduced  the  others: 

"This  is  Columbine;  this,  Marsh  Marigold;  this 
Larkspur,''  she  said,  "and  this  is  Cowslip;  and  this, 
Pwony.'' 

All  the  beautiful  flowers  bowed  and  smiled  and 
threw  kisses  as  they  danced  to  the  place  Bouncing 
Bet  pointed  out  to  them. 

"Aren't  they  lovely,"  murmured  Mary  Frances. 
"I've  always  loved  buttercups,  but  I  hadn't  any  idea 
there  were  so  many  beautiful  members  of  their  family." 

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''Oh,  there  are  many  more,"  spoke  Jack,  ''but 
our  time  is  shortening,  and  as  Daisy  wants  verj^  much 
to  greet  you,  I  shall  call  for  some  members  of  the 
very  large — 

SuNFLO\\^R  Family  (Composite  Family) 

vSuch  a  numbei-  of  flower  people  came  dancing 
and  running  in  that  it  was  difficult  to  see  who  was 
Avho,  with  the  exception  ^of  the  big  Sunflower  who 
led  them. 

"I'm  Daisy,''  called  a  charming  gold  and  white 
flower  fairy.  "And  I  love  everybody,  no  matter 
whether  everybody  loves  me  or  not." 

"Oh,  we  love  you!"  shquted  Mary  Frances  and 
Eleanor.     "You  are  a  dear!" 

"I  hope  you  love  all  the  Sunflower  family,"  spoke 
up  a  big  Chrysanthemum. 

"Oh,  please  love  me!"  "And  me!"  "And  me!" 
"And  me!"  begged  Dahlia,  and  Goldenrod,  and  Aster, 
and   Cosnws. 

"And  me!"  said  the  Bachelor's  Button  in  a  deep 
masculine  voice. 

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lion,  at  whose  comical  dress  the  girls  couldn't  help 
smiling,  for  he  was  rigged  up  in  the  height  of  an 
old-fashioned  style,  wath  a  high  collar  and  a  knotted 
green  tie;  with  ''pumps"  on  his  feet — and  he  car- 
ried a  grass-blade  cane! 

"I  know  they  love  me!"  There  stood  Black-eyed 
Susan,  with  arms  akimbo. 

''We've  loved  you  for  years!"  declared  the  girls. 

"Here  comes  that  Everlasting  Flower f^'  exclaimed 
Dandelion. 

"What  a  way  to  speak!"  whispered  Eleanor;  but 
the  speech  of  Dandelion  was  soon  explained  w^hen  a 
crisp  Strawflower,  or  "Everlasting,"  came  stiffly  in. 

"Everlastingly  late,"  said  the  new-comer  drjiy, 
"but  nothing  like  so  common  as  some  flowers,"  glanc- 
ing at  Dandelion. 

"Don't  disgrace  the  family  by  quarreling,"  warned 
the  big  Sunflower. 

"It's  so  hard  to  keep  such  a  big  f amity  straight," 
he  said  with  a  sigh,  yet  he  went  on  proudly,  "You 
see,  ours  is  the  very  largest  flower  family.  There  are 
from  11,000  to  12,000  members  of  the  Sunflow^er  or 
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^'I  wonder  how  onany  different  kinds  of  plants 
are  know^n,"  said  Mary  Frances  to  Eleanor. 

"About  120,000/^  answered  Jack,  who  overheard 
from  his  pulpit.  ''I  wish  we  could  show  you  all  the 
different  flower  families,  and  tell  you  about  them, 
but  as  we  haven't  time,  we  will  explain  about  just  a 
few  more.     Bet,  will  you  begin?" 

Then  Bouncing  Bet  began  to  speak  in  her  sweet 
musical  voice. 

''The  beans  and  peas  you  eat  belong  to  the  same 
family  as  the  clover.  It  is  the  Pulse  family.  The 
cranberry  and  the  honeysuckle  and  the  rhodo- 
dendron and  trailing  arbutus  are  of  the  Heath 
family." 

"And  may  I  ask,"  interrupted  Mary  Frances, 
"to  what  family  you  belong?" 

"And  Jack?"  added  Eleanor,  eagerly. 

"Thank  you  for  the  questions,  dear  children," 
smiled  the  delighted  little  fairy.  "I  will  tell  you: 
Jack-in-the-Pulpit  belongs  to  the  Arum  family.  Calla 
lily  and " 

Here  the  fairy  looked  at  him  and  giggled.  "Shall 
I  tell  them.  Jack?"  she  asked. 


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"Go  ahead,"  replied  Jack  a  little  grimly.  ^' Maybe 
they  better  hold  their  noses  ^^•hile  you  mention  that 
other  member  of  my  family,"  he  suggested. 

"Well,  the  beautiful  white  calla  lily  and — 
and — "  Bet  hesitated. 

"Say  on,"  said  Jack,  "or  I'll  tell,  myself." 

"Well,  Skunk  Cabbage,  then,"  said  Bouncing  Bet, 
"Calla  Lily  and  Skunk  Cabbage  belong  to  Jack-in- 
the-Pulpit's  family." 

"Mercy!"  Mary  Frances  exclaimed  before  she 
knew  it. 

"Oh,"  gasped  Eleanor. 

"I  beg  your  pardon — indeed,  I  do!"  said  Mary 
Frances  to  Jack. 

"Oh,  never  mind,"  he  replied,  "I  must  say  we 
are  not  very  proud  of  that  branch  of  the  famil}-, 
but  they  have  one  thing  about  them  which  is  very 
interesting.  They  are  the  very  first  flowers  in  the 
Spring — oftentimes  blooming  in  February.  There 
are  other  members  of  the  Aimm  family,  though,  of 
which  we  are  prouder." 

"He'll  tell  you  about  them  later,"  smiled  Bounc- 


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"Your  family  isn't  the  same  as  his,  then?"  queried 
Eleanor. 

"No,"  she  replied,  "I  belong  to  the  Pink  family." 

"Oh,"  asked  Mary  Frances,  "are  all  your  familj' 
pink  in  color?" 

"Oh,  no,"  Jack  answered  her.  "She's  all  dressed 
up  in  her  Sunday-go-to-meeting  clothes.  She  just 
borrowed  that  'queen's  lace'  gown.  Queen's  lace 
belongs  to  Wild  Carrot,  you  know,  and  Wild  Carrot 
belongs  to  the  Parsley  famil}^  Run,  Bet,  and  take  off 
your  party  clothes.  Dress  in  your  own  clothes;  then 
they'll  recognize  you." 

Bet  bounced  away,  laughing,  and  returned  almost 
immediately  in  her  e very-day  dress  of — you  know, 
calico-and-gingham-likc  petals. 

"Now  we  know  you.  Miss  Bet,"  cried  Mary 
Frances;  "but  even  your  every-day  dress  is  light 
pink!  Are  you  sure  all  your  family  doesn't  wear 
pink  all  the  time?" 

"Oh,  no,"  answered  Bouncing  Bet,  "you'll  soon 
see  that  that  is  not  the  case  when  I  mention  my 
cultivated  cousin.  Carnation;  and  another  cousin. 
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"And  you'll  be  glad  to  know  also,"  laughed  Jack, 
'Hhat  among  her  relatives  is  Dusty  Miller.''^ 

''Now,  Jack,"  laughed  Bet,  ''that's  an  old  joke 
of  yours!  Please  go  on  and  tell  something  about 
some  other  members  of  your  own  family. 


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Water  Babies 

JACK  cleared  his  throat  and  began: 
''Well,  I  don't  want  to  seem  to  be  too  proud 
or  conceited,  but  to  me  it  is  quite  a  pleasant 
thing  to  think  that  the  roots  of  Jack-in-the-Pulpit, 
or  Indian  Turnip,  which  is  my  other  name,  have  been 
used  as  a  medicine  many  a  time;  and  that  the  roots 
of  my  cousin  Calamus,  or  Sweet  Flag,  are  valuable 
as  a  tonic.  Some  of  the  Arum  family  like  dry 
soil  and  some  like  damp,  marshy  places.  I  do 
not  like  very  dry  places  m.yself,  and  Cousin  Calamus 
Sweet  Flag  likes  his  feet  wet  all  the  time." 

"Isn't  it  wonderful,"  Mary  Frances  leaned  for- 
ward in  her  interest.  "Isn't  it  wonderful,  how  plants 
growing  side  by  side  are  so  different?" 

"They  eat  the  same  things,  yet  are  so  different," 
smiled  Bouncing  Bet.  "For  instance,  isn't  it  surpris- 
ing that  an  onion  and  a  lily  may  grow  side  by  side? 
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Violet,  and  Solomon's  Seal,  and,  yes,  Asparagus,  all 
belong  to  the  same  family." 

"Oh,"  murmured  the  girls,  '4o  think  that  the 
onion  and  the  lovely  Lily-of-the- Valley  are  cousins 
and  belong  to  the  same  family!" 

"Yes,  and  Onion  is  cousin  of  Easter  Lily,  and  Tulip 
too,"  Bet  added. 

''What  about  Water  Lihes?"  asked  one  of  the  girls. 

''Now,"  answered  Bouncing  Bet,  "you've  men- 
tioned another  member  of  the  same  family  as  the 
onion,  for  by  this  time,  no  doubt,  you  have  guessed 
that  I  am  naming  members  of  the  Lily  family.  Water 
Lily  is  one  of  their  greatest  beauties.  How  she  ever 
manages  to  be  so  fragrant,  so  lovely,  living  in  mire 
and  slime,  only  her  Maker  knows.  She  is  our  dearest 
Water   Baby.'' 

"Oh,  please  tell  us  of  more  W^ater  Babies,"  begged 
the  girls. 

"There's  a  whole  family  of  big  water  babies,  that 
you  know  well,"  Jack  broke  in.  "That  is  the  Cat- 
tail iamily.^' 

"How  interesting!"  cried  Mary  Frances.  "I 
thought  cats  didn't  like  water." 


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Just  then  the  silvery  bell  of  the  fairy  clock  struck 
the  half-hour  and  Jack  turned  toward  all  the  fairy 
flower  folks  who  were  present. 

"Time's  up!  Thank  you,  kind  friends,"  said  he, 
"and  now,  after  a  dance,  you  may  go." 

With  that,  the  sweetest  music  the  girls  had  ever 
heard  began  to  play,  and  the  fairies  began  to  dance, 
keeping  time  perfectly  with  their  tiny  feet. 

"I'm  afraid  it's  a  dream,  and  that  I'll  wake  up," 
whispered  J^leanor  to  Mary  Frances. 

"So  am  I!"  Mary  Frances  whispered  back,  and 
took  hold  of  her  little  friend's  hand. 

Suddenly  the  music  stopped  and  every  fairy  except 
Jack  and  Bet  disappeared. 

"It  was  so  beautiful,"  said  Mary  Frances,  still 
speaking  in  a  whisper,  "that  we  can  never  thank 
you." 

"We're  so  glad  you  enjoyed  our  little  surprise," 
Jack  replied,  "for  it  shows  how  you  love  us  flowers. 
Now  I  want  to  tell  you  something  about  the  way  in 
which  we  grow,  and  how  to  feed  us.  You  have  a 
garden,  and  I  feel  certain  you  would  like  to  hear 
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"I've  studied  quite  a  little  about  seed-babies," 
replied  Mary  Frances.  ''I  love  the  little  things 
dearly." 

Good,"    cried    Bet;     ''you'll    love    them    even 
more  after  you've  heard  what  Jack  is  going  to  tell 

''Do  water  babies  grow  in  the  same  way  as  other 
plant  babies?"  asked  Mary  Frances. 

"In  quite  the  same  way,"  replied  Jack.  "I'm 
going  to  show  you  how  the  roots  of  plants  take  up 
the  food  needed,  and  how  the  leaves  help  make  that 
food  right  for  their  digestion." 

"Why,  I  thought — "  began  Eleanor. 

"Yes?"  asked  Jack,  expectantly. 

"I  thought  that  plants  breathed  with  their  leaves." 

"Well,  they  do  breathe  with  their  leaves  too,  but 
they  also  breathe  with  their  stem  surface;  or,  in  trees, 
with  the  surface  of  the  trunk.  In  fact,  they  breathe 
all  over." 

"I  know,"  said  Eleanor,  "that  I've  been  taught 
to  wash  the  leaves  of  house  plants  in  order  that 
the  leaves  might  get  air." 

"Very   wise,   indeed,"   said   Jack.      "Air   is  very, 


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very  important  to  the  leaves,  as  you  will  see  when 
I  have  told  you  about  their  way  of  growing." 

Just  then  he  took  a  tiny  silver  bugle  from  his 
shoulder  and  blew  a  long  note. 

Four  little  elves  appeared.  Thej^  were  dressed 
in  light  brown  and  dark  brown  leaves.  On  their 
headS;  each  Avore  a  cap  of  a  different  color.  One  was 
red;  one  was  j^ellow;  one,  tan;  and  one,  pink.  They 
airstood^^ attention,"  looking  at  Jack. 

'^  Bring  in  the  magic  tree,"  said  Jack,  and  off  ran 
the  elves. 

In  a  moment  they  returned,  half  carrying  and  half 
dragging  a  plant  which  looked  like  a  tiny  tree.  It 
was  growing  in  a  glass  tub,  which,  although  small, 
seemed  a  heavy  burden  for  the  little  fellows. 

''Oh!"  Mary  Frances  sprang  up.  ''Oh,  please, 
let  me  help,"  she  begged  as  she  stooped  down  to 
take  it. 

"Better  not,  better  not,"  warned  Jack.  "That 
is  a  fairy  tub  and  will  go  to  pieces  if  you  touch 
it." 

Byjthat  time  the  little  elves  had  it  in  place,  and 
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wiped  the  perspiration  from  their  foreheads  with  tiny 
handkerchiefs  made  of  colored  Autumn  leaves. 

Jack  jumped  down  from  his  pulpit. 
That   will   do,    attendants,"    he   said.      '^ Thank 
you,"  and  the  little  elves  ran  away. 

"We  have  here/'  he  continued,  ''a  fair}'  view  of  the 
way  in  which  plants  grow.     Come,  Bet!" 

With  that,  both  the  little  fairies  sprang  to  the  top 
of  the  tub,  and  a  wonderful  thing  happened. 

The  tub  and  the  tree  began  to  grow  so  fast  that 
before  you  could  count  three,  they  were  as  high  as  the 
girls'  knees,  and  before  you  could  count  seven,  the  top 
of  the  tree  was  even  with  Eleanor's  head. 

''That's  tall  enough,  tree,"  cried  Jack,  and  both 
tub  and  tree  stopped  growing. 

''Can  you  see,  young  ladies,"  he  asked  as  he  bent 
over  the  side;  "can  you  see  the  roots  of  the  magic 
.tree  through  the  glass?" 

The  girls  could  see  them  plainly. 

"Did  you  notice  how  they  pushed  their  way 
through  the  stones  and  pieces  of,  rock,  and  even  moved 
them  aS'  they  grew!" 

"I  did!"  answered  each  of  the  girls. 


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^'I  thouglit  il  wonderful,''  continued  Miiry  Frances, 
^'but  I  supposed  it  was  a  fairy  way  of  growing." 

''No,"  Jack  shook  his  head;  ''that  is  the  way  all 
plants  grow,  whether  small  or  large,  only  they  groAv 
slowly.  Notice  the  smallest  roots.  They  are  hol- 
low and  have  very  thin  delicate  coverings." 

"You  will  see  why  in  a  minute,"  he  went  on,  ''but 
now  I  wish  to  call  your  attention  to  something  else. 
In  between  the  stones  and  sand  you  will  notice  decaying 
leaves  and " 

"Humus!"    cried    Mary   Frances   jumping   up 
excitement. 

"  Good ! "  he  said .  ' '  Humus  soup  is  what  the  plants 
eat.  The  tiny  roots  draw  it  up  through  their  thin 
walls.  In  the  humus  soup  is  not  only  decaying  vege- 
table matter,  but  very  tiny  bits  of  mineral  matter,  too 
— like  pepper  and  salt  for  the  plant,  maybe." 

The  girls  laughed. 

"Listen!"  he  went  on  earnestly;  "for  any  plant 
to  produce  one  pound  of  dry  matter,  the  roots  must 
take  up  from  300  to  500  pounds  of  water." 

"Oh,  now,  I  see  why  plants  must  have  water," 
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so  necessary  to  cultivate — to  hold  the  moisture  in  the 
ground." 

"To  make  humus  soup,"  Eleanor  added. 

''Fine!"  cried  Jack,  rubbing  his  tiny  hands  in  glee. 
''It's  splendid  to  teach  such  interested  persons.  It 
took  human  beings  many,  many  years  to  find  these 
things  out.  If  only  their  eyes  and  ears  had  been  open 
to  us  fairy  folks,  it  wouldn't  have   taken  so  long." 

"Now,  human  people,  in  growing  garden  plants, 
want  to  give  them  the  best  kinds  of  food,"  he  con- 
tinued. "So,  after  studying  to  find  out  what  is  in  the 
soil  that  plants  need  most,  they  have  gathered  those 
things  together  from  various  places,  and  have  made 
Commercial  Fertilizers. 

"They  are  to  be  had  in  a  powdered  form,  and  are 
very  concentrated  plant  food.  Nothing  is  better  to 
use,  however,  than  barnyard  manures." 

"One  of  the  best  commercial  fertilizers  is  Nitrate 
of  Soda."  (See  Chapter  LVIII  entitled,  "Some  Hints 
on  Growing  Vegetables.") 


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CHAPTER  XLIII 

How  Plants  Grow 

'HAT  becomes,  please,  of  the  humus  soup 
after  the  plant  roots  take  it  up?"  asked 
Mary  Frances  thoughtfully. 

"It's  a  wonderful  story,"  Bouncing  Bet  spoke  in 
her  sweet  voice.  ^'You  see,  the  plant  food  soup  is 
carried  up  into  the  larger  roots,  into  the  sapwood  of 
the  tree,  into  the  branches  and  into  the  leaves ;  and  the 
leaves " 

''Give  us  shade!"  Eleanor  did  not  realize  that  she 
had  interrupted. 

"They  do,"  smiled  Bet.  ''But  that  is  not  their 
work." 

"Oh,  do  leaves  work?"  Eleanor  was  surprised. 

"They  work  very,  very  hard,"  Bet  rephed.  "They 
do  such  wonderful  work  that  a  leaf  has  been  called  a 
leaf  factory,  or  a  leaf -mill." 

"You  think  that  leaves  do  not  resemble  the  fac- 
tories or  mills  you  have  seen,"  went  on  the  fairy.  "It 
is   not  in  appearance  that  they  resemble  mills  and 


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factories,  but  in  the  work  they  do;  for  they  manu- 
facture starch.  I  suppose  there  is  really  no  starch  in 
the  whole  world  that  leaves  have  not  made." 

"Oh,"  exclaimed  Mary  Frances;  ''even  the  starch 
in  our  dresses — is  that  made  by  leaves?" 

''Yes,"  Bet  smiled,  "even  that;  and  the  starch  in 
your  bread  and  the " 

"Tell  them  the  story,  Bet,"  said  Jack,  who  was 
much  interested. 

"All  right,"  answered  the  little  fairy,  turning  to 
pick  a  leaf  from  the  magic  tree.  "Please  do  not  inter- 
rupt, and  I  will  tell  you  about — 

The  Leaf-Mill 

Nothing  can  grow  without  the  right  kind  of  food. 

Plants  cannot  use  the  "plant-food  soup,"  just  as  it  is  taken 
up  by  the  roots,  to  make  new  growth. 

The  leaves  must  first  turn  the  liquid  food  into  fttarch,  which 
is  the  right  kind  of  food  for  the  plant. 

A  leaf  has  Ijeen  called  a  leaf-mill,  because  it  has  many  tin\' 
grinding  stones. 

These  tiny  grinding  stones  arc  the  green  grains  in  the  cells 
which  form  the  leaf.     They  are  called  chlor-o-'phyll  bodies. 

The  leaf -mill  grinding  stones  are  turned  by  sunshine  power. 
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By  the  leaf-mill  grinding  stones,  a  gas  from  the  air  (carbonic 
acid  gas)  is  mixed  with  the  plant  food  soup  sent  up  by  the  plant's 
roots,  and  starch  is  formed. 

While  doing  the  work  of  manufacturing  starch,  the  leaf-mill 
throws  off  into  the  air  another  gas,  called  oxj^gen.  Oxygen  is 
needed  by  all  animals;  carbonic  acid  gas  (or  carbon  dioxide)  is 
needed  by  all  plants  whose  leaves  make  starch. 

But  even  the  starch  must  be  changed  before  the  plant  can 
use  it  to  make  new  growth.     It  must  be  made  into  sugar! 

So  the  leaves  act  as  stomachs,  and  digest  the  starch  they 
have  made  for  the  plant's  use.  In  them,  in  some  wonderful  way, 
the  starch  is  changed  into  sugar,  and  some  mineral  matter  from 
the  humus  soup  is  mixed  with  the  sugar.  This  combination  forms 
a  perfect  food,  ready  for  the  plant  to  make  into  new  growth. 

''Isn't  it  a  wonderful  story?''  asked  Bouncing  Bet, 
as  she  finished  speaking. 

''It's  the  most  surprising  garden  story  I've  yet 
heard,"  declared  Mary  Frances. 

"I'll  never,  never  think  of  leaves  again  as  just 
'for  shade,'  "  declared  Eleanor.  "But  I'm  glad  they 
do  give  shade,"  she  added. 

"Trees  give  a  great  deal  of  shade,"  said  Bet, 
"because  they  expose  as  large  a  surface  of  leaves  as 
possible  to  the  sun.     On  a   large   tree,    nearly   half 


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an  acre  of  leaf  surface  may  be  in  the  sunlight  at 
once." 

''And  the  sunlight  turns  the  grinding-stones  of  the 
leaf -mill,"  said  Mary  Frances  softly. 

''And  they  make  food  for  the  tree,"  Eleanor 
whispered. 

"Sometimes  a  plant  does  not  need  for  immediate 
use  all  the  food  the  leaves  have  made,"  Bet  con- 
tinued, "so  it  stores  it  awaj^  for  future  use:  some- 
times, in  roots;  sometimes,  in  leaves;  sometimes 
in  other  parts  of  the  plant — as  in  the  grains  of 
wheat." 

"I  wonder  how  the  storage  places  look,"  said 
Eleanor. 

Bet  laughed.  "You've  often  seen  some  of  them," 
she  said.  "When  you  eat  turnips  and  beets,  you  are 
eating  the  food  stored  in  the  roots  of  these  plants. 
When  you  use  onions,  you  are  using  food  stored  in 
leaves." 

Mary  Frances  thought  the  fairy  had  made  a  mis- 
take, and  Bet  seemed  to  read  her  thought. 

"Oh,  no,"  she  laughed,  "Em  not  mistaken.  You 
see,  the  bulb  of  the  onion  is  made  up  of  the  thickened 


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lower  ends  of  the  leaves,  the  top  green  parts  of  which 
have  dried  off." 

'^It  is  interesting,"  she  went  on,  'Ho  see  how  quickly 
the  plants  which  have  stored  food  begin  to  grow  when 
put  into  the  warm  place.  It  is  because  of  this  fact 
that  bulbous  flowers  are  the  first  to  bloom  in  the 
Spring.  They  do  not  have  to  make  food  to  begin  to 
grow,  for  their  food  is  ready  for  use,  and  just  a  little 
warmth  and  moisture  will  start  them." 

^'Oh,  I  see  why  crocuses,  and  hyacinths,  and 
tulips  bloom  so  early,"  said  Mary  Frances. 

''Yes,"  nodded  Bet,  "and  it  is  an  interesting 
experiment  to  make  a  carrot  hanging  basket.  Cut 
the  top  off  a  large  carrot  and  scoop  out  a  hollow. 
Fill  the  hollow  with  water,  and  hang  the  carrot  in  a 
warm  room.  The  beautiful  green  leaves  will  soon 
grow,  using  the  material  stored  in  the  root  for  food." 

Just  at  this  point.  Jack  stepped  forward. 

"Fm  sorry,"  said  he,  "to  interrupt  such  an  inter- 
esting lesson,  but  as  we  have  so  little  time,  by  your 
leave,  Bet,  I  will  commence  my  story  about  some  of 
our  most  peculiar  relatives — if  the  young  ladies  would 
njoy  hearing  about  them." 


CHAPTER  XLIV 

A  Wicked  Innkeeper 

NDEED,  we  would  enjoy  hearing  about  them," 
declared  both  the  girls. 

''Before  I  begin  to  tell  you  about  our  pecu- 
liar   relatives,    some    of    which    kill,    some   of  which 

steal " 

"Oh!"  gasped  Eleanor. 
''Oh!"  muttered  Mary  Frances. 
Just  at  that  moment  out  of  the  bushes  ran  the 
tiniest,  littlest  bit  of  a  dog  that  ever  lived. 

At  first  the  girls  didn't  see  him,  he  was  so  small. 
He  ran  right  to  Jack,  and  put  a  tiny  bit  of  paper 
in  his  hand. 

"For  pity's  sake,  Bet,"  Jack  exclaimed,  "I  forgot 
to  send  back  the  magic  tree  and  here's  the  Queen's 
messenger  with  a  command  from  Her  Majesty!  Oh, 
oh,  oh!" 

Will  it  be  all  right  if  he  sends  it  back  imme- 
diately?" Bet  asked  of  the  tiny  dog,  whose  head  she 
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The  dog  wagged  his  tiny  tail  and  stood  on  his  hind 
legs.     Bet  bent  her  ear  to  his  mouth. 

"It  will  be  all  right/'  she  said  aloud,  "if  you  return 
it  this  minute." 

"Attendants!"  shouted  Jack.     "Attendants!" 

Out  ran  the  tiny  elves. 

"Take  back  the  magic  tree!"  commanded  Jack, 
"and  apologize  to  Her  Majesty  for  keeping  it  over 
time." 

He  took  a  little  box  out  of  his  pocket.  Opening  it, 
he  shook  out  a  shining  powder,  and  before  the  girls 
could  see  how  it  came  about,  the  tin}^  tree  just  as  they 
first  saw  it,  growing  in  the  little  tub,  was  before  them. 
The  elves  sprang  to  its  sides.  The  little  dog  ran  on 
before;    and  elves,  dog  and  tree  vanished  from  sight. 

"I  wouldn't  have  had  it  late  for  anj^thing!"  Jack 
spoke  sadly. 

"You  were  teaching  us  so  kindly,"  said  Mary 
Frances;  "that  was  the  reason  you  forgot.  Oh,  I'm 
so  sorry." 

"If  you  appreciate  my  lesson  so  much,"  Jack 
said,  smiling,  "the  Queen  won't  mind  at  all." 

"How  glad  we  are!"  cried  the  girls. 


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''And  now,"  Jack  went  on  happily,  as  Bet  danced 
around;  ''now,  I  will  begin  a  story  about  one 
cousin — 

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As  you  know,  plants  hang  out  signs  to  attract  Mrs.  Bee  and 
Mrs.  Butterfly  and  other  insects  to  the  feast  they  have  spread — the 
pollen  and  the  nectar  feast.  The  signs  are  the  attractive  colors 
of  the  flowers. 

One  flower  that  hangs  out  a  very  pretty  Uttle  white  sign  is  the 
Sundew.  The  sign  seems  to  say  to  the  passing  fly  or  gnat,  "  Come, 
rest  upon  one  of  my  pretty,  sparkling  leaves,  and  take  a  meal  at 
my  pretty  white  blossom-table.     Stop  at  Sundew  Inn." 

The  little  fly  is  charmed  with  the  cordial  invitation,  and  lights 
doAvn  upon  one  of  the  leaves  which  ghsten  all  day  with  a  substance 
that  looks  like  dew. 

In  a  moment,  he  knows  his  mistake,  for  the  sparkling  drops 
are  a  sticky  fluid  which  holds  the  little  fellow  fast,  and  the  tiny 
hairs  on  the  leaf's  surface  bite  him  like  so  many  mosquitoes! 

The  leaf  rolls  up  a  little,  and  more  of  the  sticky  fluid  pours 
upon  him.  It  is  the  digestive  fluid  of  the  plant.  The  wicked 
Sundew  Innkeeper  is  eating  up  his  guest! 

"Just  like  the  Spider  and  Fly  in  the  old  story," 
said  Mary  Frances,  repeating  the  lines: 


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''  'Will  you  walk  into  my  parlor?' 
Said  the  spider  to  the  fly, 
"Tis  the  prettiest  little  parlor 
That  ever  you  did  spy.'  " 

''Exactly!"  agreed  Jack.  "The  sundew  invites 
the  fly  for  the  same  reason  that  the  spider  does — 
because  it  needs  it  for  food." 

"Oh,"  shuddered  Eleanor,  "do  plants  eat  animals?" 

"Not  if  they  can  help  it,"  repHed  Jack.  "Many, 
many  years  ago,  when  the  sundew's  great-great-great- 
great-grandparents  were  unable  to  find  the  kind  of  food 
they  needed,  they  developed  this  method  of  getting 
nitrogenous  food,  to  keep  from  starving." 

"Oh,  I  see,"  said  Mary  Frances,  looking  wise. 

"Is  the  sundew  the  only  plant  which  eats  insects?" 
asked  Eleanor;   "and  does  it  grow  around  here?" 

"It  grows  in  every  section  of  this  country,"  replied 
Jack,  "and  also  in  Europe  and  Asia." 

"The  Pitcher  Plant,  which  is  found  in  soggy 
marshes,  eats  insects,  too,"  he  went  on;  "only  it 
manages  in  a  different  way.  Its  leaves  are  shapofl 
like  vases  or  pitchers,  and  are  usually  half  filled  with 


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water;  its  flowers  are  reddish  purple  in  color,  easily 
deceiving  the  flies  into  thinking  they  are  meat.  The 
insects  are  attracted  also  by  the  sweet  fluid,  which  is 
on  the  edge  of  the  'pitcher,'  and  crawl  or  slide  down 
the  slippery  hairs  which  line  the  upper  part. 

''Once  down,  the  bristly  hairs  prevent  them  from 
climbing  back,  and  they  are  drowned  in  the  water. 
The  plant  eats  the  soup  which  their  bodies  make. 
The  form  of  Pitcher  Plant  which  grows  in  the  western 
states  has  vases  large  enough  to  drown  small  birds 
and  field  mice." 

"It  isn't  a  pretty  story,"  commented  Marj^ 
Frances. 

''Not  a  bit,"  agreed  Eleanor. 

"It  would  make  us  ashamed,  wouldn't  it,  Jack," 
Bouncing  Bet  was  speaking,  "if  anybody  but  Mother 
Nature    had   invented    that   way   of   keeping   things 


"She  must  have  had  good  reason,"  replied  Jack. 


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CHAPTER  XLV 

Uninvited  Gui^sts 

,0  much,  then,  for  the  disrespectable  murderer 
branch  of  the  family,"  he  continued.  "No\\ 
I  will  tell  j'^ou  about  some  of  our  thi(?ves. 
We  don't  appi'ove  of  them  any  more  than  you  would 
approve  of  a  cousin  who  turned  out  to  be  a  thief,  but — 
well,  I  shall  begin  by  telling  you  about — 

Dodder 

No  plant  would  invite  such  a  miserable  pauper  as  a  visitor. 
It's  worse  than  any  beggar  you  have  ever  known,  for  a  beggar  at 
least  digests  his  own  food. 

Not  so  with  dodder.  It  is  too  lazy  to  do  even  that !  1 1  has 
therefore,  no  leaves.  It  doesn't  need  them.  It  starts  out  as  an 
honest  plant  baby,  but  soon  "goes  wrong,"  reaching  out  long 
tendrils  by  which  it  takes  hold  of  any  convenient  plant  neighlx)r. 
It  sends  little  leg-lilce  suckers  down  into  the  stem  of  this  plant 
neighbor.  It  lets  go  of  the  earth  Avith  its  roots,  and  drinks  the 
life-blood,  or  sap,  of  its  host,  the  plant  on  which  it  has  seized 
hold. 

The  disgracefully  lazy  dodder  does  no  work  at  all  except  to 
make  flowers  and  seeds.     The  flowers  are  tiny,  star-shaped,  of  a 

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yellowish,  greenish  or  white  color,  and  each  flower  makes  four 
seeds  to  go  on  to  make  more  thieving  plant  babies! 

''Isn't  it  disgraceful!"  exclaimed  Bet.  "Jack  and 
I  never  want  to  associate  with  plants  that  murder 
and  steal " 

"Not  if  we  can  help  it,"  said  Jack,  "we  don't." 

"You'll  be  sorry,"  he  went  on,  "to  learn  that 
Indian  pipes,  too,  are  uninvited  guests,  living  on  food 
in  other  plant  roots." 

"Oh,"  said  Mary  Frances  regretfully,  "I  always 
thought  them  so  pretty!" 

"Well,  they  are  pretty,  and  dodder,  even,  is  pretty 
in  a  way,  because  of  its  yellow  color,  but  both  are — 

Parasite  Plants 

Parasite  means  "eating  at  another's  table." 

Parasite  plants  are  those  which  fasten  upon  other  plants  and 
steal  their  food. 

Real  parasite  plants  lack  all  green  color,  for  since  they  steal 
food  already  digested,  what  need  have  they  for  green  matter 
(chlor-o-phyll)  by  means  of  which  a  plant  digests  its  food? 

There  are  also  some  half  parasites,  which,  while  living  partially 
upon  stolen  food,  get  some  food  for  themselves. 


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The  pretty  waxy  Christmas  mistletoe  is  a  half  parasite. 
You  notice  that  it  has  some  green  coloring  or  chlor-o-phyll,  which 
it  uses  to  digest  the  nourishment  it  gathers  from  the  air. 

''My/'  exclaimed  Eleanor,  ''I'm  glad  it  doesn't 
steal  all  its  food.  That  shows  it's  trying  to  help  itself. 
It  isn't  such  a  'piggy'  as  some  plants!" 

"Oh,  not  every  parasite  plant  destroys  the  plant 
whose  food  it  takes.  Not  very  long  ago,  human 
beings  found  out  that  the  very  tiny  parasite  plants 
which  fasten  themselves  to  peas  and  beans  and 
other  similar  plants  (called  Legumens)  are  very  bene- 
ficial to  them.  They  do  steal  some  predigested  food, 
but  in  return  they  give  to  them  a  much  more  valuable 
food,  which  they  have  taken  from  the  air.  This  valu- 
able food  is  nitrogen. 

For  this  reason,  these  parasitic  plants,  or  nitro- 
germs,  have  been  gathered  and  grown,  and  are  now  sold 
under  the  name  of  'Cultures  for  Legumens.'  When 
applied  to  peas,  beans,  clover,  etc.,  they  cause  them  to 
grow  very  rapidly,  and  give  very  abundant  crops." 

"How  wonderful!"  said  Mary  Frances. 

Just  then  the  fairy  clock  chimed  four. 


CHAPTER  XLVI 

How  Seed  Babies  Travel 

|OME/'  cried   Bouncing   Bet.      ''Now,   I  am 

going  to  tell    you  a    wonderful,    true    fairy 

story.      You  never   realized,  did    you,   that 

l)lants  travel?     I  mean  that  they  travel  without  the 

help  of  human  beings." 

"No,"  the  girls  shook  their  heads. 
''You  can't  deny  that  they  spread  from  place  to 
place,  can  you?"  asked  Bet. 

"Indeed,  I  can't,"  said  Mary  Frances;  "the 
dandelions  have  spread  all  over  our  land  within  a 
short  time." 

"And  I'll  tell  you  how  they  did  it,"  Bet  went  on. 
"But  first  I'U  tell  you— 

Why  Plants  Travel 

If  the  seeds  of  a  plant  always  fell  on  ground  nearbj',  the  space 
would  soon  become  choked  up,  and  the  new  seed  babies  would 
have  no  chance  to  live;  so.  many  plants  have  been  provided  means 
of  sending  their  seed   babies  a  long  distance  from  the  mother 

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plant,  and  in  this  way  they  have  spread  or  traveled  from  place  to ' 
place,  until  some  cover  very  large  areas. 

How  Plants  Travel 
Seed  Pods  with  Burry  Coats 

Did  you  ever  think,  when  you  pick  ''beggar  lice"  and  "sand 
ourrs"  off  your  clothing  and  throw  them  down  on  the  ground,  that 
you  are  helping  the  plant  mother  do  just  what  she  Avanted  you  to 
do  with  her  seed  baby? 

She  put  "stickers"  all  over  the  coat  of  her  seed  baby  so  that 
it  might  catch  hold  of  your  dress,  or  of  the  fur  of  your  doggie,  or 
3^our  cow,  and  be  dropped  in  a  new  place  where  the  seed  baby 
could  grow  with  better  chances  than  at  home  near  her. 

When  you  make  burr  baskets  out  of  the  sticky  burdock 
seeds,  unless  you  burn  them,  you  are  helping  the  burdocks  to 
travel. 

Pods  which  Shoot  Seeds 

The  mother  plants  of  the  "spider  plant,"  and  of  the  pansy, 
and  of  the  violet  send  their  seed  babies  to  new  homes  by  using 
seed  pods  which  burst  open  and  shoot  the  seeds  far  and  wide  in 
all  directions. 

Tumble  Weeds 

Some  mother  plants  actually  carry  their  seed  babies  to  new 
places. 

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broken  off  near  the  roots  by  the  wind,  which  carries  them  along 
over  field  and  meadow;  and  everywhere  they  go,  they  are  dropping 
seed  babies  in  new  places.     If  you  watch  them  as  they  tumble 
about  you  will  feel  like  laughing  at  their  comical  appearance. 
Now  we  have  come  to  the  fairy  seed  babies,  the — 

Seed  Babies  with  Wings 

You've  seen  them  often — seed  babies  flying  about  on  the 
wings  which  their  plant-mother  gave  them.  Sometimes  you  have 
helped  them  start  to  fly. 

Oh,  yes,  you  have. 

Don't  you  remember  when  you  pulled  the  fluffy  head  off  a 
dandelion,  and  blew  it  to  "see  what  time  it  was?" 

Of  course  you  didn't  know  it,  but  you  sent  scores  of  dandelion 
seed  babies  floating  off  in  the  air  on  their  fau-y  wings.  Perhaps 
the  wind  took  one  up  where  you  left  off  blowing,  and  landed  it  such 
a  distance  away  from  its  old  home  that  it  might  have  seemed  like 
hundreds  of  miles  to  the  little  thing. 

Milk-weed  seed  babies  fastened  to  their  beautiful  silky  down, 
which  is  so  light  it  floats  along  like  a  fairy's  feather,  actually 
travel  on  the  "wings  of  the  wind." 

Some  trees,  too,  give  their  seed  babies  wdngs.  Haven't  the 
winged  seeds  of  the  maple  fooled  you  into  thinking  they  were 
birds  or  insects  of  some  kind?  It  has  amused  you,  too,  to  notice 
how  far  the  wings  of  these  seed  babies  have  carried  them  on  the 
wind. 


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''Haven't  the  plant  mothers  provided  wonderfully 
for  their  seed  babies'  welfare!"  exclaimed  Mary  Frances. 

"Yes,"  replied  Bet;  ''back  of  the  plant  mother  is 
another  mother — Mother  Nature.  Oh,  but  she  is 
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OTHER  NATURE  has  taught  plant  moth- 
ers many  secrets  as  to  how  to  take  care 
of  their  babies,"  Bet  continued,  ^'but  per- 
haps her  most  amusing  trick  is  the  wrapping  of  certain 
seed  babies  in  seed  cases  which  look  like  worms  or 
bugs.  Did  you  ever  notice  the  seeds  of  the  castor 
oil  plant?" 

''They  look  exactly  like  bugs!''  Mary  Frances 
exclaimed, 

''Almost,"  Bet  nodded;  ''probably  to  make  some 
bird  think  it's  going  to  have  a  fine  meal.  When  the 
seed  has  been  carried  a  little  distance,  the  bird  will 
discover  its  mistake,  and  drop  the  seed  baby  in  a 
new  home." 

"What  a  cunning  trick!"  exclaimed  Eleanor. 

"Isn't  it!"  said  Mary  Frances.  "I  remember  now, 
that  I  once  saw  on  a  plant  what  I  thought  was  a  worm, 
and  when  I  tried  to  brush  it  off,  it  burst  open,  letting 
tlie  seeds  scatter  about." 

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"I  Avonder  if  that  wasn't  this  plant?"  Bet  asked  as 
>shc  held  up  a  dried  flower  h(^ad,  out  of  which  a  worm 
seemed  to  be  crawhng. 

''That's  it!"  cried  Mary  Frances.  ''What  is  the 
plant  called,  please?" 

"It  has  a  very  long  name,"  Bouncing  Bet  replied; 
"too  long  for  you  to  remember,  I  fear;  but  it  means  a 
'coiled  worm,'  and  shows  how  perfectly  one  plant 
mother  has  performed  this  comical  trick." 

"I  suspect  all  plant  mothers  have  some  trick," 
Mary  Frances  ventured. 

"That  leads  me  to  tell  you  about  one  kind  of  plants 
we've  not  yet  mentioned. 

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Plants  without  Flowers 

If  plants  have  no  flowers,  jou  will  ask,  how  can  tlie  new  l)al)y 
plants  grow?     Can  there  be  seed  babies  without  flowers? 

No,  flowerless  plants  do  not  bear  seeds,  but  they  do  ha\-e 
plant  babies,  other^^^sc  we  would  not  have  ferns,  mushrooms,  and 
many  other  important  plants. 

The  plant  babies  of  flowerless  plants  come  from  spores,  not 
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which  cheer  you  so  with  their  beautiful  green  color  in  the  woods 
when  so  many  other  things  are  asleep  in  winter. 

On  the  back  of  the  fern  leaves,  perhaps  you  have  noticed 
little  bro\vn  rusty-looking  spots. 

In  these  spots  or  spore-cases  are  the  spores.  When  the  spore 
cases  are  ripe,  they  burst  open  and  throw  out  the  spores  which 
look  like  a  fine  dust. 

Each  grain  of  this  dust  must  live  in  a  moist,  warm  place, 
and  pass  through  several  changes  before  a  baby  fern  can  grow. 

Mosses  grow  in  a  similar  way.     So,  also,  do — 


Mushrooms  or  Toad  Stools 

Mushrooms  are  flowerless  plants,  and  they  do  not  grow  from 
seeds,  but  from  spores. 

The  spores  fall  from  the  pretty  gills  on  the  under  side  of  the 
imibrella  part  of  the  plant. 

Of  course,  since  they  have  no  green  color,  j'ou  know  that 
mushrooms  do  not  make  their  own  food.    They,  like  most  other — 

Fungi, 

live  on  dead  vegetable  matter. 

Mushrooms  grow  b}^  means  of  thread-like  feeders  which  they 
send  down  into  the  dead  material  which  they  use. 

It  is  a  good  thing  that  fungi  use  dead  trees  and  leaves  and 
other  dead  matter  for  food;  otherwise,  these  things  would  keep  on 
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I  wish  to  tell  you  of  one  kind  of  fungus,  though,  which  lives 
on  living  matsrial  in  trees.     It  is  called  the — 

Bracket  Fungus 

Perhaps  you  have  thought  the  bracket-Uke  shelves  you  have 
seen  on  some  tree,  pretty. 

You  did  not  know,  then,  that  some  spores  of  the  bracket 
fungi  had  fastened  into  a  wound  in  the  bark,  and  had  sent  long 
threads  down  into  the  living  part  of  the  tree. 

The  poor  tree  cannot  help  itself,  and  after  a  while  it  will  die 
of  starvation  because  the  bracket  fungi  have  used  up  all  its  food 
material. 

So  do  be  careful  never  to  injure  the  bark  of  a  tree;  for  wherever 
it  is  torn,  it  leaves  an  open  wound — just  as  when  you  scratch  your 
finger  or  your  arm. 

There  are  other  fungi  which  you've  seen  oftener  than  toad 
stools.     They  are — 

Molds 

You've  often  see  the  mold  which  comes  on  bread  which  has 
been  left  in  a  rather  dark,  warm,  moist  place. 

The  mold  comes  from  the  thousands  of  germs  in  the  dust  in 
air.  These  germs  settle  down  and  use  anything  possible  for  food, 
and  send  out  spore-dust  to  make  more  germs. 

While  they  are  growing  and  making  spore  cases,  they  appear 
as  molds  and  mildews. 


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The  germs  in  the  dust  are  too  tiny  to  be  seen  without  a 
microscope,  and  their  near  relatives — 

Bacteria 

are  about  the  tiniest  of  living  things. 

They  grow  everywhere.  Some  do  us  harm  and  some  benefit 
us  wonderfull}'. 

Cheese  is  made  out  of  milk  by  one  of  the  good  kind ;  an- 
other kind  makes  vinegar;  some  other  kinds  fasten  themselves 
to  the  inside  of  our  mouths  and  bodies,  bringing  disease,  like 
typhoid,  fever  and  consmnption. 

When  we  keep  our  bodies  and  mouths  and  teeth  clean,  we 
help  our  blood  to  destroy  such  bad  bacteria. 

Sunlight  destroys  bad  germs. 

Fresh  air  destroys  bad  germs.  You  should  have  plenty  of 
fresh  air  both  day  and  night. 

''Pshaw/'  said  Jack,  as  Bet  finished  speaking; 
"toad  stools  are  meant  for  fairies  to  sit  on,  and  mush- 
looms  for  human  beings  to  eat.  What  kind  of  non- 
sense are  you  trying  to  teach,  anj^how,  Bet?" 

The  girls  laughed,  for  they  saw  Jack  wink  as  he 
spoke. 

"Come,"  said  he,  "you've  been  standing  too  long — 
come,  have  a  seat  on  a  toad  stool?" 


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With  that'  he  ran  toward  a  beautiful  white  mush- 
room, and  Bet  followed. 

When  they  were  seated,  Mary  Frances  asked: 

''What  is  the  difference  between  a  mushroom  and  a 
toad  stool?" 

''Well/'  Jack  rephcd,  "I  guess  there  isn't  really 
any  difference,  although  some  people  think  that  toad 
stools,  if  eaten,  poison  people  and  that  mushrooms  are 
harmless,  but  some  mushrooms  are  very  poisonous,  so 
do  not  try  to  use  any  you  gather,  unless  some  grown 
people  know  them  to  be  harmless,  for  some  of  the  most 
beautiful  would  kill  you  the  most  quickly." 

"I've  eaten  mushrooms,"  said  Eleanor,  "but  they 
were  canned  ones." 

"Oh,  they  are  safe  enough,"  Bet  smiled. 

Then  the  fairj'  clock  struck  the  half-hour. 


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"^■-^OUR-THIRTY!"   exclaimed    Jack,    ''and    we 
have  only  until  five  o'clock." 

"My,    3'ou'll    have    to    talk    fast/'    said 
Bouncing  Bet,  ''in  order  to  tell  all  you  want  to." 

"One  quarter  of  all  I  want  to,  you  mean,  Bet," 
Jack  rephed. 

"I'm  afraid  my  brother  and  father  and  mother 
will  come  look  for  us,"  said  Mary  Frances. 

"No,"  Bet  shook  her  head,  "not  until  five  o'clock." 

"I  suppose  fairies  know,"  Eleanor  whispered. 

Jack  began  to  talk  rapidly: 

Weeds 

To  the  little  plant  baby  which  you  love  and  wish  to  grow, 
Aveeds  are  like  terribly  hungry  beasts  who  steal  their  food,  and 
choke  them  to  death,  and  say: 

"Get  out  of  here!  I'm  a  piggy-wig,  and  I  want  everything 
myself!" 

So  unless  you  want  your  favorite  plants  to  die,  you  will  kill 
tlie  weeds  in  your  garden. 

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Even  if  some  of  your  plants  do  live  through  the  fight,  thoy 
are  weak  and  poor  from  the  lack  of  food,  and  the  hard  work  they 
have  been  through. 

Someone  has  said  that  weeds  are  plants  that  are  not  wanted, 
and  people  often  find  that  the  less  they  are  wanted,  the  harder  it  is 
to  get  rid  of  them. 

You  see,  most  weeds  have  grown  in  spite  of  everything,  and 
have  accommodated  themselves  to  such  unpleasant  surroundings 
that  when  they  find  themselves  in  splendid  surroundings,  as  in 
your  garden  soil,  they  begin  to  grow  'with  a  vengeance.'  " 

''I  know!"  Mary  Frances  laughed. 

"Well,  we  fairy  folk  want  to  help  you  as  much 
as  possible  with  your  garden.  I  am  going  to  tell  you 
about — 

Some  Ways  to  Rid  of  Weeds 

Of  course,  one  of  the  best  ways  is  to  pull  the  Avecds,  never 
allowing  them  to  go  to  seed.     That's  best  for  annual  kinds. 

But  the  perennial  kind  must  have  the  roots  destroyed,  so 
deep  digging  or  ploughing  in  the  Fall  is  a  great  help. 

Cleaning  ofT  the  growth  and  burning  it  in  the  Fall  kills  many 
seeds  which  might  "winter  over,"  and  come  up  in  the  Spring. 

Salt  is  often  used  to  kill  grass  in  paths  and  garden  walks. 

Some  of  the  commonest  weeds  found  in  the  garden  are — 

Lamh's-quarters,  or  Pigweed,  which  is  usually  very  unwelcome 
in  the  garden,  but  which  some  people  use  for  "greens." 


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Roman 
wormwooi) 


Roman  Wormwood,  or  Hog- 
weed,  which,  from  its  name,  you 
can  see  is  troublesome  every- 
where. 

Beggai'-ticks,  or  Stick  tights. 

I  guess  you  know  them — 

Their  seed  babies,  I  mean. 
Didn't  you  get  them  all  over 
your  dresses  and  stockings  one 
day  in  the  woods? 

>Smartweed and  Knoiweed  and 
Lad  if  s  Thumb  all  resemble  each 
other  in  appearance. 

Plantam     and     IM      Talis        ^^^^'^^^^r-tickb 

(Rib  Grass,  Engli.sh  Plantain)  are  cousins  in  the  same 
family. 

Pepper  Grasa  and  Shepherd's  Purse  are  cousins,  too,  antl  both 
belong  to  the  Mustard  family.  You've  often  eaten  pepper  grass 
seeds,  haven't  you? 

Field  Laurel,  or  Sour  Grass,  has  leaves  with  a  pleasantly 
sour  flavor. 

"Excuse  me/'  said  Mary  Frances,  as  Jack  paused, 
"but  you  didn't  mention  that  if  you  'cultivate'  3'our 
garden,  it  will  kill  Aveeds." 

"I'm  so  glad  you  said  that!"  Jack  replied.     "It  is 


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the  best  way  to  keep  weeds  out  of  your  garden;  hut 
I  was  speaking  of  where  they  had  'gotten  a 
start.'  '' 

''They're  hard  to  pull  sometimes,"  remarked  Elea- 
nor. "I'll  tell  you  how  I  know.  We  have  just  the 
tiniest  lawn,  and  father  gives  me  an  ice-cream  cone  for 
pulHng  five  cents'  worth  of  weeds." 

"Isn't  that  lovely  of  him!"  Jack  exclaimed. 

"Sometimes,"  he  went  on,  "it  is  not  only  for  the 
sake  of  the  plants  you  want  to  have  grow^  that  you 
destroy  the  weeds,  but  to  protect  yourself.  For 
instance,  you  wish  to  kill  out  all  poisonous  plants; 
such  as— 

Poison  Ivy 

The  leiiv(\s  of  poison  ivy,  if  touched,  will  provoke  a  painful, 
poisonous  rash  on  the  skin  of  most 
people.  This  is  caused  by  the  irritating, 
acrid  juice  in  the  leaves.  This  juice 
probably  protects  the  plant — for  in- 
stance, no  cattle  will  enjoy  eating  it. 

Thousands  of  cases  of  ivy  poison 
could  be  avoided  if  everyone  knew  the 
plant. 

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has  three  leaves  on  a  stem,  while  its  harmless  and  beautiful 
cousin,  Virginia  Creeper,  which  resembles  it  so  much,  has  five 
leaves  on  a  stem. 

Jack  stepped  forward  and  showed  the  girls  the 
difference  in  the  leaves,  just  as  they  are  pictured  here. 

They  examined  them  carefully. 

'^I  think  I'll  never  mistake  poison  ivy  for  that 
other  plant,"  said  Eleanor. 

''I  hope  not/'  Bet  chimed  in,  ''for  I  am  so  fond 
of— 

Virginia  Creeper 

This  plant  is  a  native  of  America,  growing  everj'W'here  from 
Canada  southward  even  to  Cuba.  It  makes  a  charming  decorative 
vine  on  wall  and  fence. 

It  will  soon  repay  one  for  the  trouble  of  carrying  a  root  home 
from  the  woods,  for  it  easily  takes  root  in  a  new  place,  and  every- 
one is  delighted  with  its  magnificent  brilliant  red  foliage  in  the 
Autumn. 

''That  sounds  like  a  book.  Bet,"  exclaimed  Jack. 
"I  think  the  most  interesting  thing  about  Virginia 
Creeper  is  the  tiny  hand-like  'dingers'  with  which  it 
holds  on  to  the  wall  or  fence." 


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''I  was  going  to  tell  that,  Mr.  Jack,"  Bet  replied; 
"but,  never  mind,  I  want  to  tell  about — 

Some  Ways  in  Which  Plants  Protect  Themselves 

You  remcmb(>r  that  I  told  you  that  the  "velvet"  fur  of  the 
great  mullein  keeps  animals  from  eating  the  leaves? 

Well,  perhaps  you've  never  thought  of  it,  but  the  prickles 
of  the  rose  and  blackberry  and  the  thorns  of  some  trees  prevent 
their  being  destroyed  many  and  many  a  time. 

''Indeed,  I  know,"  laughed  Mary  Frances.  ''No 
one  will  ever  see  me  try  to  pick  a  wild  cactus!" 

"Or  nettles?"  asked  Jack,  pretending  to  pick 
splinters  from  his  hand. 

"I  hope  your  garden  never  has  more  weeds  than 
we  saw  when  we  were  over  there  in  the  moonlight  last 
evening,"  he  went  on. 

"Why,  were  you  in  my  garden?"  Mary  Frances 
was  amazed. 

"It  looked  splendid,"  beamed  Bet. 

"We  will  come  often,"  Jack  added,  "and  if  we 
never  see  more  weeds  than  last  evening,  you'll  be 
growing  wonderful  vegetables  and  flowers." 

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''^    ^OW  lovely   that  will    be,    Mary    Frances!" 
exclaimed  Eleanor. 

^'I  shall  come  out  some  evening  to  see 
you,  dear  fair}'  folks,"  said  Mary  Frances,  ''even  if 
you  cannot  talk  with  me.  Maybe  Eleanor  will  come, 
too." 

''I  don't  believe  you'll  know  us  when  you  see  us. 
I  might  come  as  Jack  Frost,"  Jack  answered. 

''And  I  might  seem  a  Luna  moth,"  said  Bouncing 
Bet.  "But  you'll  know  we  are  interested  and  are 
trying  to  help  you." 

"Come,"  said  Jack,  "we  have  a  gift  for  j'ou. 
Here  is  a  package  of  wild  flower  seeds  which  we  hope 
3^ou  will  plant." 

"Thank  you,  oh,  thank  you!"  Both  the  girls  were 
delighted. 

"There's  only  one  condition  with  our  gift;  you 
must  never  tell  anyone  about  us!  If  you  do,  not  a 
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"Oh!"  The  tears  came  mto  Mary  Frances'  eyes. 
"Not  Mother?"  she  asked. 

"Would  the  Queen  let  them  tell  her  mother?" 
Jack  turned  to  Bet. 

"Yes,"  said  Bet,  "because  her  mother  believes  in 
fairies." 

"Indeed  she  does!"  Mary  Frances  was  enthusi- 
astic.    "She  knows  all  about  the  Cooking  People." 

"Yes,"  both  Bet  and  Jack  nodded. 

"The  Thimble  People." 

They  nodded  again. 

"And  the  Doll  People." 

The  Queen  of  All  Fairies  sent  them,  you  know," 
said  Jack  to  Bet. 

"Of  course,"  Bet  replied. 

"Now  for  my  party  dress,"  she  suddenly  sang  out, 
and  with  "Excuse  me!"  ran  away. 

When  she  came  back  she  was  dressed  in  the  queen's 
lace  gown,  only  it  was  more  gorgeous  than  before,  for 
it  sparkled  with  a  thousand  jewels. 

She  picked  up  her  dainty  pink  skirt  and  began  to 
dance. 

Isn't  my  dress  pretty?"  she  asked. 


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'^ Queen's  lace  trims  well,"  she  laughed.  "Come, 
Jack!"  And  together  they  danced  in  mid-air,  tread- 
ing on  nothing. 

'' Good-bye,  dear  girls,"  they  sang.  ''Good-bj-e, 
little  gardeners!  Good  luck!  Remember  the  fairies 
will  be  w^atching  your  gardens!" 

Just  then  Mary  Frances  noticed  a  big  soap  bubble 
floating  toward  the  little  dancers.  Nearer  and  nearer 
it  came,  and  stopped  in  front  of  them. 

Jack  opened  a  door  in  the  soap  bubble,  and  in  they 
stepped. 

"Good-bye,"  cried  Bouncing  Bet,  as  Jack  closed 
the  door. 

''Good-bye!"  cried  the  girls.  ''Good-bye,  kind, 
lovely  fairy  folks!" 

Jack  and  Bet  threw  kisses  to  them  until  the  bubble 
floated  out  of  sight  over  the  tops  of  the  trees. 


Oh,  Mary  Frances,"  cried  Eleanor  after  a  short 
silence.  "Oh,  it  was  the  most  wonderful  thing  that 
ever  happened  to  me!" 

"Well,   so  this  is  where  you  girls  were  hiding!" 
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gave  me  a  scare!     Not  a  bit  of  lunch  tasted,  and  not  a 
sign  of  you!" 

''Oh,  Billy,"  exclaimed  Mary  Frances,  ''how  you 
startled  me!  How's  Mother?  Could  she — could  she 
come?" 

"Mother's  all  right,"  said  Billy,  "only  Father 
thought  best  for  her  not  to  try  to  come,  and  sent  me 
for  you  girls — Hello!  I  see  you've  been  gathering 
wild  flowers." 

He  had  spied  the  flowers  that  Jack  and  Bet  had  let 
them  gather.  ! 

"Gee!  aren't  they  beauties!  Did  you  find  them 
near  here?     I  don't  wonder  you  forgot  your  lunch!" 

"Oh,  Billy — that  reminds  me — I'm  awfully  hun- 
gry!" Mary  Frances  said,  "and  I  imagine  Eleanor 
is,  too." 

I'm — I  am  hungry,"  Eleanor  spoke  as  in  a  dream. 

"Well,  then,  since  there  are  no  fairies  to  bring  the 
lunch  baskets  to  us,  let's  go  to  the  lunch  baskets,"  said 
Billy,  picking  up  the  bunches  of  flowers  and  leading 
the  way. 

"You'll  need  a  pail  to  put  these  flowers  in  water," 
he  said. 


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When  he  spoke  of  fairies,  Mary  Frances  put  her 
fingers  to  her  lips.     Eleanor  smiled  and  nodded. 

^^ Let's  spread  supper!"  said  Billy. 

"That  will  make  us  late  getting  home,  I  fear," 
Mary  Frances  parleyed. 

''No,  sir-ee!"  Billy  smiled,  ''Father's  going  to 
drive  over  for  us!" 

"Oh,  isn't  that  fine!"  cried  the  girls,  opening  the 
baskets. 

They  ate  as  only  hungry  children  can  eat. 

"Here  comes  Father — just  in  time  for  dessert," 
cried  Billy  suddenly,  and  all  ran  to  meet  him. 

They  reached  home  before  dark,  and  were  wel- 
comed by  a  smiling  mother. 

"Our  wuld  flower  picnic  was  a  success  after  all," 
Mary  Frances  said,  kissing  her  and  giving  her  the 
beautiful  flowers. 


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THE  girls  were  in  Marj^  Frances'  mother's  room 
whispering  to  her  the  story  of  their  expe- 
rience with  Jack-in-the-Pulpit  and  Bouncing 
Bet. 

"Wasn't  it  wonderful?"  Eleanor  clapped  her  hands 
softly.  ''Oh,  I  am  so  glad  I  could  share  Mary  Frances' 
pleasure!" 

''I  am  as  glad  as  Eleanor/'  Mary  Frances  said. 
''I  wish  every  girl  and  boy,  too,  could  have  seen  and 
heard  what  we  did!" 

''So  do  I,  dear,"  said  her  mother.  "Shall  you 
ask  Billy  to  help  you  plant  the  seeds  of  the  wild 
flowers?"  she  asked. 

"If  you  think,  Mother  dear,  it  wouldn't  be  a  wrong 
story  to  simply  tell  him  that  Ave  got  the  seeds  in  the 
woods?" 

"I  think  that  would  be  all  right,"  replied  her 
mother. 

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plant  in  her  own  garden?" 

Her  mother  hesitated.  "I  may  as  well  tell  you, 
girls.     I  have  a  wonderful  surprise  for  you,  myself." 

'^Oh,  do  tell  us!"  they  cried. 

''Sit  down,  then,"  she  said,  and  they  took  their 
low  chairs  to  her  knee. 

''This  is  my  secret.  Our  dear  old  friend,  Eleanor's 
father,  has  to  go  away  on  business — maybe  he  will  be 
gone  a  year — and  Eleanor  is  to  come  live  with  us." 

"Oh,  how  lovely!"  cried  Mary  Frances,  throwing 
her  arms  about  her  friend's  neck  and  kissing  her. 

Tears  came  into  Eleanor's  eyes. 

"I'm  so  glad,"  she  said.  "I  shall  miss  Father 
terribly,  but  if  you  and  Mary  Frances'  father  just 
adopt  me  for  a  while,  it  w^ill  be  something  hke  having 
my  own  dear  father  and  mother.  What  about  Bob? 
Do  you  know  where  he  is  to  be?" 

"Yes,  dear  child,"  smiled  Mary  Frances'  mother; 
"that  is  another  pleasant  surprise.  Bob  is  to  go  away 
to  school  with  Billy." 

"Oh,  will  he  study  gardening?"  cried  Eleanor. 

"He  will,  if  he  wishes,  your  father  said." 


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her  face  suddenly  clouded. 

''When  will  Father  go?"  she  asked. 

"Not  until  the  middle  of  September,  Eleanor.  He 
and  Bob  are  to  come  visit  us  the  first  of  the  month, 
and  3'ou  are  to  be  with  us  from  now  on." 

''You're  to  be  my  sister!"  Mary  Frances  laughed. 

"And  you  maj^  call  me  Mother,  if  you  wish,  dear," 
added  Mary  Frances'  mother. 

"Oh,  it  seems  so  cozj^  and  lovely!"  sighed  the 
little  girl. 

"Well,  now,  my  girlies,  since  the  secrets  are  told, 
^^'hy  not  get  Billy  to  help  you  plant  the  wild  flower 
seeds?" 

"All  right!"  the}"  cried,  jumping  up  and  kissing 
her  before  they  ran  a\\ay. 

"Oh,  Billy!  Billy!"  they  shouted  as  they  saw 
him  in  the  garden. 

"Here  come  'our  twins',"  laughed  Billy,  turning 
toward  his  father.     "I  wonder  what's  up." 

"Hello,  girls,"  he  answered  as  they  came  near. 
"What  can  we  do  for  you?" 

"Oh,  Billy,  and  Father,  have  you  heard  the  news? 


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Of  course  you  have!  Eleanor  is  to  be  my  sister,  and 
3'ours,  Billy,  and  she's  to  call  Father,  Father;  and 
Mother,  Mother;  aren't  you,  dear?"  said  Mary 
Frances,  kissing  Eleanor,  who  smiled  shyly. 

^^Whew!"  exclaimed  Billy.  ''Stop  for  breath, 
Mary  Frances,  can't  you?  If  Nell  were  as  bad  as 
you— — " 

''Oh,  Billy!"  chided  Eleanor. 

"I  guess  all  that  Billy  means  to  say,"  interposed 
his  father,  "is  that  we're  all  glad  that  such  a  good 
little  girl  is  to  come  live  with  us." 

"You'll  have  to  live  up  to  that  reputation,  young 
lady,"  laughed  Billy. 

"And  now,"  Mary  Frances  produced  the  packages 
of  wild  flower  seeds,  "we  want  our  brother  to  help 
us  plant  seeds." 

"What  kind  of  seeds  are  the}"?  "  questioned  her  father. 

"Where  did  you  get  them?"  asked  Billy. 

"We  got  them  in  the  woods  where  we  gathered  the 
wild  flowers,"  answered  Mary  Frances. 

"No  wonder  I  couldn't  find  you,"  Billy  com- 
mented. "Where  do  you  think  they'd  better  be 
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''Not  near  a  garden  of  cultivated  flowers,"  said  his 
father. 

''No/'  Billy  remarked,  "for  we  learned  that  the 
cross-fertilization  or  a  mixture  of  pollen  might  bring 
very  poor  flowers  in  the  garden  if  wild  ones  were 
planted  too  near,  and  might  also  fill  it  up  with 
weeds." 

"Down  in  this  corner  would  be  a  good  place,  it 
seems  to  me,"  said  their  father,  leading  the  Avay. 

"I'll  be  with  you  as  soon  as  I  get  my  spade  and 
fork,"  called  Billy. 

Everybody  helped,  and  the  bed  was  soon  planted. 

"I  know  they'll  all  grow  for  Jack "  Eleanor 

began. 

Mary  Frances  pinched  her  arm,  and  Eleanor  just 
caught  herself  in  time. 

"For  Jack  Frost  will  not  get  here  soon  enough  to 
harm  them,"  finished  Eleanor. 

"He'll  not  be  here  in  time  to  harm  the  perennial 
kind,"  Billy  said. 

"No,"  his  father  took  up  the  thought,  "August  is 
an  ideal  time  to  plant  the  seeds  of  perennials." 

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Billy  turned  to  Mary  Frances.  ''Where  are  they, 
sister?" 

''In  the  play  house,"  replied  Mary  Frances.  " Shall 
we  get  them?" 

"Yes,"  said  her  father,  "I  have  plenty  of  time 
now,  and  I  will  help  Billy,  if  he  will  act  as  'master  of 
ceremonies.'  " 

"Father,  I  don't  know  such  a  heap."  Billy's  face 
colored. 

"Well,  son,"  said  his  father,  "we'll  all  appreciate 
your  telling  us  all  you  can  of  what  you  learned.  I 
know  a  little  theory  on  the  subject  myself.  I  only 
wish  I  could  have  had  training  and  experience  in 
gardening  when  I  was  a  boy." 

"It's  the  most  interesting  subject  in  the  world,  I 
beheve,"  Billy  said  earnestly. 

"Here  are  the  seeds,"  cried  Mary  Frances,  as  she 
and  Eleanor  came  with  a  number  of  packages. 


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far  better  to  buy  the  young  plants  of  the  more  deli- 
cate kinds." 

"I  should  think  so.  May  we  see  what  you  haAc 
here?"  asked  his  father,  reading  aloud  the  names 
on  the  envelopes  which  Billy  gave  him.     They  were — 


Gaillardia 
Coreopsis 
Iceland  Poppies 
Larkspur 
Bell  Flowers 


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Baby's  Breath 
Hollyhocks 
Foxgloves 
Columbines 


"Of  course/'  Billy  explained,  "all  of  these  seeds 
could  be  started  in  the  early  Spring  in  a  sunny  window 
in  the  house,  or  in  a  hotbed,  and  transplanted  to  the 
open  ground  in  June;  but  the  advantage  in  planting 
them  in  July  or  August  is  that  they  will  get  a  good 


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start  before  cold  weather,  and  will  bloom  the  next 
Summer." 

^'Oh,  wouldn't  they  bloom  in  the  coming  Summer  if 
planted  in  the  house  very,  very  early  in  the  Spring?" 
asked  Eleanor. 

''A  few^,  such  as  sweet  williams  and  gaillardia, 
might,"  Billy  answered,  "but  it  would  be  quite 
uncertain." 

"Do  you  make  the  seed  bed  in  just  the  same  way 
as  for  an}^  other  seeds?"  asked  Mary  Frances. 

"Yes,  taking  great  pains  to  have  it  finely  pulver- 
ized. Well,  let's  get  to  work!  Father,  please  tell  us 
what  you  think  is  a  good  place." 

After  pointing  out  a  good  sunny  place,  his  father 
helped  Billy  make  the  seed  bed,  and  the  girls  sowed 
the  seed. 

"Cover  the  tiny  seeds  w4th  just  a  thin  layer  of 
soil,"  directed  Billy,  "but  put  a  heavier  cover  on  the 
larger  ones.  The  rule  is  to  cover  a  seed  with  three 
times  its  diameter." 

"Next  we  press  them  down  firmly,"  said  Mary 
Frances,  "and  sprinkle  with  water  very  gently." 

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little  gardener  you  are!  By  the  way,  when  do  we  see 
that  play  house  garden  of  yours,  dear?" 

'^Oh,  Father,  that's  to  be  another  surprise!" 
Mary  Frances  answered.  "You're  to  be  invited  to 
a  Garden  Party — you  and  Mother,  and  other  people, 
too." 

''Won't  that  be  fine!  I  hope  you  will  not  forget 
Aunt  Maria,"  her  father  smiled. 

"That's  a  part  of  the  secret.  Father;  please, 
please  don't  guess  any  more!  And  please  don't 
tell  Mother,  will  you?"  Mary  Frances  begged 
anxiously. 

"Indeed,  I  shall  not,  little  girl,"  he  answered.  "I 
think  it  is  a  delightful  idea." 

"The  bed  should  be  shaded  from  the  hot  sunlight," 
Billy  went  on  irrelevantly,  "until  the  plants  are  quite 
large." 

They  turned  toward  him. 

"How's  that  best  managed,  son?" 

"It  can  be  managed  in  several  different  ways," 
said  Billy.  "For  instance,  brush  may  be  laid  over 
the  bed,  but  that  is  not  a  very  good  method.  A  better 
one  is  to  make  a — 


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Cheese-cloth  Shade  Frame 

Drive  down  several  stakes  on  the  border  and  in  the  center  of 
the  bed. 

Make  a  cover  of  cheese-cloth  to  fit  over  the  bed,  and  fasten 
it  to  the  stakes. 

You  see,  the  cheese-cloth  lets  in  light  and  air  and  rain,  yet 
protects  the  little  seedlings  from  the  direct  hot  rays  of  the  sun. 

''We  boys  will  drive  down  the  stakes  if  you  girls 
will  make  the  cheese-cloth  cover,"  volunteered  their 
father. 

''Sew  we  will,  won't  we,  Eleanor?"  laughed  Mary 
Frances. 

"Was  that  a  pun?"  asked  Billy.  "Why,  Mary 
Frances!" 

"She  meant  we  will  so,"  Eleanor  tried  to  explain, 
but  everybody  smiled. 

"You  do  not  need  to  sew  if  the  beds  are  narrow, 
for  the  cheese-cloth  will  be  wide  enough,"  Billy  said, 
"nor  if  you  use  another  method  of  shading  the  seed 
beds.     I  mean  if  you  use — 

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'^  I  think  the  cheese-cloth  frame  would  be  less  trouble 
to  make."     Eleanor  was  much  interested. 

''All  right,  then,"  said  Billy.  ''We'll  expect  you 
to  have  your  part  ready  in  time." 

"Do  you  leave  the  cheese-cloth,  or  the  lattice  shade 
frame  over  them  all  Avinter?"  asked  Mary  Frances. 

"No."  BiUy  shook  his  head.  "After  the  little 
plants  are  about  three  inches  high,  you  remove  the 
frame,  and  let  them  grow  with  a  will.  By  the  latter 
part  of  September  they  will  be  well  rooted,  able  to  live 
over  winter  if  covered  with  leaves  when  the  weather 
becomes  frosty,  and  sheltered  from  the  north  Avinds." 


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CHAPTER  LII 

The  Money  the  Children  Made 

LEANOR,  if  you're  going  to  '  market  garden ' 
with  Billy  and  me,  you'll  have  to  get  up 
right  away." 

Mary  Frances  shook  her  little  friend  into  wake- 
fulness. 

''Mar-ket — gar-den-ing?  "  yawned  Eleanor,  stretch- 
ing. Then  sitting  up,  ^'Oh,  yes,  I  remember  now, 
Mary  Frances!  How  stupid  of  me!  It's  Saturday! 
My,  I'm  sorry  I  overslept!" 

^' Never  mind,  girlie,  but  hurry  up  and  dress. 
Billy's  already  out  in  the  garden  putting  things  in  the 
wheelbarrow." 

They  didn't  take  much  time  for  making  a  fancy 
toilet,  and  were  soon  out  in  the  play  house  garden  with 
Billy. 

''Hello,  girls,"  he  called.  ''Aren't  these  green 
peppers  beauties?"  holding  some  up. 

"Green  peppers!"  said  Eleanor.  "Why,  lots  of 
those  green  peppers  are  red!" 

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''Oh,  you're  no  Italian,"  laughed  Billy,  ''or  you 
would  know  that  most  green  peppers  turn  red  when 
ripe  enough." 

"What  else  have  we  to-day?"  asked  Mary  Frances. 
'^Of  course  we  have  our  parsley,  and  lettuce,  and 
tomatoes,  and  'pot  herbs.'  " 

"And  cabbage,  and  carrots,  and  beans,  and  cucum- 
bers," added  Billy. 

"And  egg-plants!"  Eleanor  was  proud  to  be  able 
to  add  a  name  to  the  list. 

"All  the  articles  mentioned.  Ma'am,"  said  Billy, 
pretending  to  offer  them  for  sale. 

"I'll  buy  everything  you  have,"  answered  Eleanor, 
"if  you'll  sell  for  a  penny." 

"  'Said  the  piggy,  "I  won't!"  '  "  Mary  Frances  mis- 
quoted, "and  I  don't  blame  Billy,  for  we've  made  lots 
of  money  this  Summer." 

"Yes,  I  know,"  said  Eleanor;  "from  the  times  I've 
been  out  with  you  selling  garden  truck,  you  must  have 
quite  a  fortune  by  now." 

"Oh,  say "  began  Billy. 

"What?"  asked  Mary  Frances. 

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was  always  helping  us  so  much,  she  ought  to  share  in 
the  proj&ts." 

''Wouldn't  that  be  fine!"  Mary  Frances  hugged 
her  friend  in  delight. 

''No."  Eleanor  shook  her  head.  "If  you  divide 
among  three,  you  won't  make  money  nearly  as  fast." 

"We've  done  so  well  that  we  won't  mind  going  a 
little  more  slowly,"  said  Billy.  "Shall  we  tell  what  a 
pile  we  have  in  the  bank,  Mary  Frances?" 

"Oh,  Billy,  you  know  I'm  crazy  to  tell  her!" 

"Well,"  Billy  took  a  book  from  his  pocket,  "last 
Saturday  night  we  had  forty-four  dollars  and  fifty- 
seven  cents,  and  Mrs.  Dailey  owes  us  two  dollars  and 
nineteen  cents." 

"Oh,  Billy,  did  you  two  make  that  much  in  this 
short  time?"     Eleanor  could  scarcely  believe  her  ears. 

"More  than  that!"  Mary  Frances  exulted.  "And 
we've  paid  Bill}^  back  the  money  we  borrowed  from  his 
'prize  money'  for  seeds." 

"Let  me  see.  Forty-four  and  two  are  forty-six," 
said  Eleanor.  "You  may  have  sixty  dollars  by  cold 
weather!" 

"More  likely  seventy,  Billy?"  asked  Mary  Frances. 


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''I've  heard  of  counting  dollars  before  they  were 
hatched/'  Billy  laughed. 

''Is  Nell  a  partner  from  now  on?"  asked  Mary 
Frances. 

"Yes/'  Bill}'  said,  "if  she  helps,  she  shares  in  the 
profits — but,  gee,  I  wish  Bob  was  here!" 

"Well,  you  know  he's  coming  soon!"  said  Mary 
Frances,  "and,  besides,  you'll  be  together  the  whole 
school  year!" 

"Say,  you  girls  get  to  work!"  exclaimed  BiUy,  and 
they  flew  to  gather  parsley,  and  tiny  little  red  peppers, 
and  th^^me,  and  leeks,  out  of  which  Mary  Frances  made 
penny  bunches  of  pot  herbs,  while  Eleanor  tied  some 
three-cent  and  five-cent  bunches  of  the  parsley. 

"Are  we  ready  now?"  asked  Eleanor  as  Billy  piled 
the  wheelbarrow  high  with  vegetables. 

"No,  indeedy!"  Mary  Frances  exclaimed.  "Now, 
it's  my  turn.  Come  on  out  into  the  front  garden  and 
help  me  gather  my  bouquets." 

"Let  me  see  the  order  book,  Billy,  please?"  she 
asked. 

"Oh,  yes,  Doctor  Hopewell  wants  roses,  larkspurs, 
and   baby's   breath;    Mr.    Courtley   asked   for   sweet 


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peas.  As  we  have  only  the  perennial  kind  which  have 
no  odor,  I  shall  put  a  sprig  of  lemon  verbena  with  them. 
Aren't  they  beautiful?"  as  she  began  to  gather  them. 
'^I  just  believe  Mr.  Courtley  is  going  to  give  them  to 
Miss  Constance.  Last  Sunday  she  wore  to  church  the 
bunch  of  tufted  pansies  he  bought  of  me  on  Sat- 
urday." 

''Nell,  you  gather  yellow  flowers  to-day.  Isn't  that 
right,  Mary  Frances?" 

He  handed  her  a  basket. 

''In  that,"  Mary  Frances  nodded.  "You'll  find 
scissors  inside  the  play  house  door." 

Eleanor  was  soon  cutting  perennial  sunflowers  and 
coreopsis. 

"BiUy,  get  some  blue  flowers  to  put  with  the 
coreopsis?"  Mary  Frances  called  after  a  minute,  and 
Billy  began  to  cut  some  eupatorium. 

"Isn't  this  a  charming  bouquet!"  exclaimed  Elea- 
nor as  she  arranged  the  blue  and  yellow  flowers. 

They  all  admired  it,  but  they  voted  the  pink  roses, 
and  larkspur,  and  baby's  breath  the  most  beautiful 
of  all. 

"Now,  we're  ready  to  start!"  Billy  led  off  with 


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the  wheelbarrow,  the  girls  following  with  baskets  of 
the  herbs  and  flowers. 

"Have  you  planned  to  do  anything  special  with  the 
money,  Mary  Frances?"  asked  Eleanor. 

"Well,  for  one  thing,  I  shall  save  a  good  deal  for 
seeds  and  plants  in  the  Spring,  and  Billy  says  we'll 
plant  bulbs  in  the  Fall.     That  will  cost  quite  a  little." 

"And  w^e're  planning  to  make  a  hotbed  and  a  cold 
frame,"  broke  in  Billy,  who  overheard. 

"And  when  we  started  gardening  I  borrowed  quite 
a  little  sum  for  seeds  from  my  savings  account — with 
Mother's  permission.  I  have  to  put  that  back,"  Mary 
Frances  added. 

"Money,  like  all  good  things,"  Billy  looked  wise, 
"should  be  taken  care  of!" 

"Oh,  you  miser,  Billy!"  Mary  Frances  playfully 
shook  her  finger. 

"Isn't  it  strange  what  funny  ideas  some  people 
have  of  how  things  grow?"  remarked  Billy.  "A  city 
chap  at  school  told  me  he  had  always  thought  that 
cabbages  grew  on  vines  and  potatoes  were  picked  off 
bushes!" 

"Well,  if  he  never  saw  them  growing,  how  could  he 


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know?"  Mary  Frances  reasoned  after  they  stopped 
laughing. 

"That's  right!"  teased  Billy.     "Stand  up  for  him." 

By  that  time  they  were  in  the  heart  of  the  village, 
and  had  very  soon  sold  everything,  for  the  village  people 
had  become  accustomed  to  look  for  the  children. 

"Every  vegetable  you  bring  is  so  fresh  that  we  wait 
to  buy  of  you,"  several  said. 

"Splendid  luck  to-day,"  commented  Billy,  on  the 
waj^  home. 

"Have  you  saved  the  things  your  mother  or- 
dered?" asked  Eleanor. 

"Of  course,"  answered  Billy.  "You  don't  suppose 
we'd  neglect  one  of  our  first  and  best  paying  customers." 

"Mother  is  a  dear!"  said  Mary  Frances.  "So  is 
Father!  They  must  wonder  why  they  haven't  been 
invited  to  see  our  gardens." 

"When  are  you  going  to  ask  them?"  Eleanor 
inquired. 

"Why,  don't  you  remember?  When  we  give  our 
garden  party." 

"That's  to  be  about  the  first  of  September,  I 
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HERE!"  Mary  Frances  looked  up  from  her 
writing.  ''That  is  the  last  invitation,  all 
ready  for  the  envelope.  Eleanor,  did  you 
hear?" 

"I  heard,"  her  little  friend  laughed,  ''but  I 
was  so  busy  putting  the  last  curl  to  the  tail  of  the 
address  on  the  last  envelope  that  I  couldn't  pay 
attention." 

"Oh,  I  am  so  much  obliged  to  you  for  addressing 
them,"  said  Mary  Frances.  "Let  me  see  if  I've 
thought  of  every  one,"  laying  them  aside  as  she 
counted. 

"Here  is  Grandma's;  here,  Aunt  Maria's;  here, 
your  father's;  here,  Bob's;  and  last,  but  very 
important,  Mother  and  Father's.  Let's  go  mail 
them." 

"What  did  you  say  to  Aunt  Maria?"  Eleanor 
inquired  as  they  walked  along. 

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''Dear  Aunt  Maria: — 

"Please  come  to  my  Garden  Party  next  Wednes- 
day. We've  been  industrious  enough  this  Summer  to 
please  even  you! 

"1  don't  want  to  tell  you  any  more,  for  fear  I'll 
spoil  the  surprise,  but  we  won't  have  a  bit  nice  time 
unless  you  are  with  us.  I'll  never  forget  how  pleased 
you  were  with  my  cooking  surprise. 

"With  love,  which  I  want  to  give  you  in  real  hugs, 
and  real  kisses,  "Mary  Frances." 

"Mary  Frances,  do  you  dare  hug  your  Aunt  Maria? 
I'd  never  dare,  I'm  sure.  The  very  thought  scares 
me!     She  always  seems  so  cross." 

Mary  Frances  laughed.  "I  used  to  feel  the  same 
way,"  she  said,  "but  after  I  found  out  that  she  was 
cross  just  because  she  was  afraid " 

"Afraid?    Your  Aunt  Maria  afraid!" 

"Yes,  afraid,  and  ashamed  that  somebod}^  might 
think  she  was  loving  and  kind.  When  I  found  that 
out,  I  felt  different.     I  was  sorry  for  her." 

"I  know  she  loves  you  dearly,"  Eleanor  admitted. 

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I  know,  and " 

''So  will  Father  and  Bob/'  finished  Eleanor. 

''Oh,  I  can  scarcely  wait  for  Wednesday!" 

They  were  at  the  post  office  by  this  time.  On  their 
way  home  they  discussed  their  plans. 

"Billy  will  bring  the  tables  to  the  play  house 
on  Tuesday,"  said  Mary  Frances,  "and  w^e'll  all  do 
everything  w^e  can  to  get  ready." 

"What  shall  we  have  for  refreshments?"  Eleanor 
asked. 

"Why,  I  think  it  would  be  lovely  to  have  everything 
from  our  garden — of  course,  excepting  the  ice-cream," 
Mary  Frances  laughed.     " I  wonder  how  this  would  be: 

Tomato  and  Lettuce  Saiad  with  Mayonnaise  Dressing 

Creamed  Potatoes 

Cucumber  Relish 


Sandwiches 
Green  Pepper  and  Cheese  Nasturtium 


Ice-Cream 

Spearmint  Jumbles 

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"Oh,  Mary  Frances,  that  sounds  perfectly  wonder- 
ful to  me!"  exclaimed  Eleanor,  ''but  how  can  you 
manage  to  serve  so  many  things?" 

"It  won't  be  hard  to  manage,"  Mary  Frances 
answered,  well  pleased.  "Fve  thought  it  all  out 
carefully.  We  can  have  the  mayonnaise  dressing  all 
ready  for  the  salad  the  day  before,  and  can  make  the 
sandwiches  Wednesday  morning  if  we  wrap  them  in 
waxed  paper." 

"How  do  you  make  those  sandwiches,  Mary 
Frances?"  asked  Eleanor. 

"Oh,  I'm  glad  you  asked  that,  for  they  are  so 
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3  five-cent  packages  cream  cheese 
2  green  peppers,  chopped  very  fine 

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Eleanor.     "How  do  you  make  the  other  kind?" 

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the  chopped  stems  and  a  few  flowers  of  the  nasturtium 
plant  between  the  bread.  They  taste  something  hke 
the  daintiest  of  radishes." 

''I  can  make  the  sandwiches!"  Eleanor  exclaimed. 
'^They  are  easy.     Now,  Avhat  about  the  potatoes?" 

''They  can  be  creamed  in  the  morning  and  warmed 
in  the  oven  just  before  serving." 

''Oh,  that's  fine!  What  about  the  spearmint 
jumbles  you  mentioned?" 

"I  made  up  that  recipe,"  Mary  Frances  confessed. 
"You  see,  I'm  so  crazy  to  have  everj^thing  from  the 
garden  that  I  just  had  to  be  original." 

"I'm  wild  to  hear  about  this  recipe!"  Eleanor  said. 
"Let's  go  into  the  play  house  and  I'll  write  it 
down." 

When  they  were  seated,  Mary  Frances  began: 

"I  looked  all  over  the  garden,  Eleanor,  and  I 
couldn't  think  of  a  thing  we  could  use  in  making  candy, 
and  I  certainly  think  we  need  candy,  don't  you?" 

"Indeed,  I  do!"  Eleanor  agreed. 

"Suddenly  I  spied  the  spearmint  growing  with  my 
other  herbs.  'The  very  thing!'  I  thought,  so  I  just 
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Spearmint  Jumbles 

2  cups  sugar 
I  cup  water 
1  cup  mint  leaves 

1.  Wash  the  mint  leaves. 

2.  Put  the  sugar  in  a  saucepan.     Add  the  water. 

3.  Stir  sugar  over  the  fire  until  dissolved. 

4.  Cook  quite  hard  until  the  sugar  begins  to  turn  brown.  Take 
from  the  fire.     Add  mint  leaves,  stirring  hard. 

5.  Turn  out  on  a  buttered  pie  plate.  Add  2  tablespoons 
butter. 

6.  Stir  hard  until  candy  falls  apart  or  crumbles  into  small 
pieces. 

''My,  but  you  are  smart,  Mary  Frances!"  de- 
clared Eleanor.  ''I  wish  I  could  do  such  things — 
but  what  if  some  people  don't  care  for  spearmint 
flavor?" 

''We  could  make  some  fudge."  Mary  Frances 
met  the  suggestion,  "but  I  think  everybody  ought  to 
think  it  good  this  time  because  it's  from  our  garden. 
I  didn't  like  to  plan  for  ice-cream  even  because  it 
didn't  grow  there." 

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"If  it  did,  I'd  have  acres  of  ice-cream  plants!" 
Mary  Frances  laughed. 

"We'll  cook  everything  right  here  in  the  play 
house,"  she  continued;  "that  little  stove  will  do  all 
that  we  want." 

"Oh,  won't  it  be  too  grand  for  anything!"  Eleanor 
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So  when  Tuesday  came,  they  set  to  work,  and 
carried  out  their  plans. 

"Who's  to  serve  the  feast?"  asked  Billy,  as  he 
arranged  the  plates  according  to  the  girls'  directions. 

"Oh,  we'll  do  that,"  answered  Mary  Frances.  "All 
we  ask  you  to  do,  Billy,  is  to  open  the  freezer  and  dish 
the  ice-cream." 

"Believe  me,  you  may  count  on  me,  ladies,"  said 
Billy,  bowing.  "Count  on  me  for  a  large  share  in  the 
ice-cream  work,  although  I  can't  see  that  there  will  be 
much  work,  for  I  ordered  it  in  the  form  of  bricks." 

"Billy,  you're  a  brick!"  laughed  Eleanor. 

By  twelve  o'clock  Wednesdaj^,  the  refreshments 
were  ready,  and  the  girls  went  to  the  big  house  to 
"doll  up,"  as  Billy  said. 


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Mary  Frances  glanced  out  of  the  window  just  as 
she  fastened  the  last  button  of  Eleanor's  dress. 

''Here  comes  Aunt  Maria!"  she  cried  and  bounded 
down-stairs  and  out  on  the  porch  to  meet  her.  While 
she  was  hugging  her,  Eleanor's  father  and  Bob  ap- 
peared on  the  scene,  and  you  can  imagine  how  happy 
the  little  girls  were. 

''Where  can  Grandma  be?"  Mary  Frances  asked, 
after  her  mother  and  father  had  welcomed  everybody. 
"Oh,  there  comes  the  station  auto-bus.  It's  going  to 
stop  here!"  Surely  enough  it  stopped,  and  out 
stepped  the  dear  old  lady,  whom  everybody  tried  to 
greet  at  once. 

In  the  midst  of  the  confusion,  Mary  Frances  and 
Eleanor  sHpped  away  to  the  play  house,  and  a  little 
later  Billy  and  Bob  piloted  the  guests  to  the  play  house 
garden. 

"Mistress  Mary,  never  contrary, 
Will  show  how  her  garden  grows," 

announced  Bob,  leading  the  way  up  the  path,  where 
Mary  Frances  shook  hands  with  each  one  in  a  most, 
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friend,  Miss  Eleanor,"  just  as  Mother  Paper  Doll  had 
done  in  the  Housekeeper  story. 

"So  this  is  you  children's  garden  surprise,  dear! 
Isn't  it  beautiful!"  There  were  tears  of  joy  in  their 
mother's  eyes. 

''Were  there  ever  such  children!"  exclaimed  their 
grandmother. 

''If  there  are  any  more  wonderful,  I  have  yet  to 
see  them!"  Aunt  Maria's  nose  went  up  into  the 
air  with  pride. 

"Jolly  good  gardener,  Bill!"  Bob  slapped  his  friend 
on  the  back. 

"What  you'll  be  next  year,"  Billy  retorted. 

"Father  hasn't  said  a  word!"  Mary  Frances  sud- 
denly discovered. 

"I've  been  speechless  with  surprise,  dear,"  he  said. 
"It  certainly  paid  to  wait  to  see  such  a  garden.  The 
flowers  are  wonderful!" 

"Why,  haven't  you  seen  the  garden  before  this?" 
everybody  asked,  and  he  told  the  whole  story. 

As  he  finished,  Bob  and  Eleanor's  father  spoke. 
"I'm  gladder  than  ever  that  Bob's  to  go  away  to 
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Then  nearly  everybody  began  to  talk  at  once,  say- 
ing how  much  more  sensible  the  ideals  of  education 
were  to-day  than  when  they  were  young,  and  more  of 
such  gro\^^l-up  talk,  w^hich  gave  the  boys  and  girls  a 
chance  to  slip  away  to  get  the  refreshments. 

''How  did  you  guess  we  were  hungry?"  asked  Bob's 
father  as  Mary  Frances  served  the  salad,  and  Eleanor 
passed  the  sandwiches  in  a  dainty  basket,  trimmed 
with  pink  bows. 

''Where  did  you  find  such  beautiful  lettuce  and 
tomatoes,  dear?"  asked  Grandma,  showing  her  enjoy- 
ment of  the  treat. 

"That's  part  of  the  secret,"  laughed  Mary  Frances. 
"After  you've  tested  our  vegetables,  we'll  show  you 
our  vegetable  garden." 

"Gee!"  exclaimed  Bob,  ''you  don't  mean  to  say 
you  raised  these?" 

"Everything's  from  this  garden  except  the  ice- 
cream!" Eleanor  asserted  proudly. 

"Some  farmers!"  Bob  started  to  say,  but  his- 
father  interposed. 

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gathering — at  a  garden  party,  if  you  please." 


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"Please  pardon  me,"  Bob  begged,  bowing  to  the 
company. 

''Let  them  talk — it's  the  youngsters'  party,"  some- 
\Vj  body  whispered  so  loud  that  everybody  heard,  and 
everybody  laughed. 

After  the  ice-cream  and  coffee  had  been  served,  and 
the  bonbon  dish  of  candy  was  passed,  "What  delicious 
mints!"  so  many  people  praised,  that  Mary  Frances 
said  she  would  carry  the  candy  dish  with  them  to  the 
vegetable  garden,  and  all  could  see  the  bed  of  mint 
where  she  gathered  the  leaves  for  the  flavor. 

It  would  be  impossible  to  tell  you  how  happy  and 
proud  the  children  were  as  they  showed  their  vege- 
table garden,  with  its  beautiful  neat  beds  bordered 
with  nasturtiums. 

You  can  imagine  how  they  looked,  for  if  you  read 
the  garden  lists  in  early  chapters  of  this  story,  you 
know  w^hat  they  had  growing. 

"Everybody  may  pick  a  bouquet,"  said  Mary 
Frances,  seizing  Eleanor's  hand  and  leading  the 
party  to  the  flower  garden.  Just  as  they  started, 
Doctor  Hopewell  drove  up  with  his  son  and  two 
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"We  couldn't  help  stopping,"  he  declared.  ''You 
made  such  a  beautiful  picture." 

They  were  welcomed  with  delight,  and  the  girls 
insisted  upon  their  having  some  salad  and  ice-cream. 

''Isn't  this  the  most  charming  thing  you  ever  heard 
of!"  sighed  Marjorie  Hopewell. 

"It's  just  like  a  girl's  dream  come  true!"  her 
sister  Helen  agreed. 

"The  girls  will  never  get  over  this.  To  have 
peace  I'll  have  to  turn  farmer  yet!  Bill  and  Bob  will 
have  to  give  me  pointers!"  their  brother  Harry 
laughed. 

"Indeed,  I'd  hke  to  see  you  all  doing  what  these 
young  people  have  done,"  their  father  told  them. 

The  doctor  and  his  family  left  in  about  an  hour, 
with  flowers  for  Mrs.  Hopewell,  but  the  other  guests 
stayed  until  five  o'clock,  sitting  on  the  easy  chairs 
which  Billy  had  placed  along  the  walk  in  front  of  the 
play  house. 

The  day  was  so  beautiful — ^not  too  warm,  not  too 
cool;  not  a  rain  cloud  in  the  sky,  but  scattered  about 
with  little  white  fleecy  "flocks  of  lambs"  clouds,  as 
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the  garden  made  them  linger,  but  they  seemed  sorry 
to  leave. 

"You  will  all  come  again!  Soon!"  Mary  Frances 
and  Billy  made  them  promise.  "And  you'll  come  to 
our  garden  party  next  year!  We'll  have  both  Bob 
and  Eleanor  for  partners  then!" 


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CHAPTER  LIV 

Feather  Flop's  Conceit 

H,  Feather  Flop!  Feather  Flop!"  called 
Mary  Frances,  as  she  carried  a  pan  of  the 
^4eft  overs"  of  the  garden  party  out  to  the 
rooster  the  next  morning. 

Feather  Flop  made  some  queer  gurgling  noise  in 
his  throat. 

''Why,  what's  the  matter,  old  fellow?"  she  asked 
in  alarm. 

"Matter?"  cawed  Feather  Flop  hoarsely.  ''Mat- 
ter? Why,  this:  I've  nearly  crowed  my  bill  off  trying 
to  call  you.  Fm  so  hoarse  I  can  scarcely  whisper! 
I  grew  so  weak,  finally  I  had  to  lean  up  against  the 
fence  to  crow!" 

"Mercy!  Was  it  as  bad  as  that?"  asked  Mary 
Frances.  "Why,  I  must  have  been  so  tired  out  from 
our  garden  party  that  I  slept  so  soundly  I  didn't 
hear.  I'm  sorry — you  must  have  wanted  to  see  me 
very  particularly,  too!" 

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''  'Our  garden  party!'  As  though  any  mention  had 
been  made  of  me!" 

''  Oh !  oh !  oh ! "  cried  Mary  Frances.  ''  Oh,  was  that 
it,  Feather  Flop?  I  never  thought — really!  I  sup- 
posed I  must  keep  you  a  secret  just  as  Fve  been  accus- 
tomed with  other  fairy  folks." 

"Fairy  folks!"  exclaimed  Feather  Flop.  ''Fairy 
folks!  I'm  not  a  fairy!  I'm  a  farmer!  and  even  if 
3^ou  don't  remember,  it  doesn't  change  the  fact  that  if 
it  hadn't  been  for  me,  you  wouldn't  have  had  any 
garden  at  all." 

"Why,  you  conceiteci  old  fellow!"  cried  Mary 
Frances.  "How  do  you  make  that  out?  But,"  seeing 
the  disappointment  on  his  face,  "of  course,  I  appreciate 
your  help.      Indeed  I  do.  Feather  Flop,"  she  added. 

"Don't  you  recollect?"  asked  Feather  Flop. 
"Don't  you  recollect  that  day  when  you  couldn't 
understand  the  seed  catalogue?  Who  was  it  that 
helped  you  then?     Who  was  it,  httle  Miss?" 

He  cocked  his  head  and  looked  up  at  her  expec- 
tantly. 

"\\Tiy,  it  was  you,  Feather  Flop!"  Mary  Frances 
exclaimed.     "It  certainly  was  you,  my  old  friend!" 


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Feather  Flop  blinked.  "Tm  glad  you  can  call  it 
to  mind!"  he  remarked.  '^If  you  had  only  just  men- 
tioned my  name  at  the  garden  party,  I  wouldn't  have 
felt  so  bad." 

''Oh!"  said  Mary  Frances. 

''Even  if  you'd  just  said  to  me,  if  you'd  just  said, 
*  Feather  Flop,  old  chap,  you  can't  come  to  the  garden 
party,  of  course,  but  you're  invited,'  I  wouldn't  have 
felt  as  I  did." 

"Oh,  dear!"  said  Mary  Frances. 

"If  you'd  said  at  the  party,  'Now^,  if  my  old  friend, 
Feather  Flop,  hadn't  helped  me,'  or  something  like 
that,  I'd  have  been  so  proud  and  glad." 

"How  do  you  know  I  didn't?"  Mary  Frances 
parleyed  under  sudden  inspiration. 

"How  do  I  know?  I  was  there.  I  was  there  even 
uninvited!"  declared  Feather  Flop. 

"Why,  where  in  the  world  were  you?"  asked  Mary 
Frances  in  astonishment.  "You  couldn't  have  been 
in  the  garden,  for  we  were  everyv\^here." 

"It's  a  riddle!"  Feather  Flop's  voice  sounded  as 
though   he   was   laughing.      "I   was   in   the   garden 
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^'Indeed,  I  can't."  Mary  Frances  shook  her  head. 
"Unless  you  were  under  something  inside  the  play 
house." 

"No,  I  wasn't  inside  the  play  house/'  said  Feather 
Flop,  in  a  voice  which  still  sounded  like  laughter, 
"Guess  again!     One  more  guess!" 

"Give  it  up."  Mary  Frances  acknowledged  her 
defeat. 

"Why,  I  was  outside  the  play  house  on  the  roof!" 
declared  the  rooster  triumphantly. 

"Oh!"  cried  Mary  Frances,  delighted.  "So  that 
is  where  you  were!  You  really  were  at  the  party, 
after  all!  Now  I  shall  feel  better.  If  I'd  only  realized 
how  you  felt,  I'd  loved  to  have  invited  you  and  to 
have  had  you  there!" 

"That  makes  it  all  right,"  said  Feather  Flop 
brightly.  "I  only  thought  you'd  forgotten  me  and 
maybe  didn't  want  me!  That's  what  made  me  so 
sad!" 

"Not  want  you!"  exclaimed  Mary  Frances.  "Not 
want  you!  I  think  you  are  the  most  wonderful  rooster 
in  the  whole  wide  world,  and  the  smartest 

"Farmer?"  asked  Feather  Flop  anxiously. 


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"Yes,  indeed,  farmer!"  declared  the  little  girl, 
picking  him  up  and  tenderly  smoothing  him.  ''If  it 
hadn't  been  for  you,  I  doubt  if  I'd  have  had  a  garden!" 

''Oh,  I'm  the  happiest  rooster  in  the  wide  world!" 
sighed  Feather  Flop,  "and  if  I  weren't  just  a  plain 
farmer  rooster,  I'd  turn  into  a  fairy  prince,  dressed  in 
blue  satin  trimmed  with  gold  and  diamonds,  but  as  it 
is — I'm  hungry!" 

"Come!"  laughed  Mary  Frances.  "Come,  eat," 
she  said.  "I  like  you  far  better  than  any  fairy  prince, 
for  you're  my  own  dear  friend — my  farmer,  Feather 
Flop." 

And  Feather  Flop  looked  so  proud  you  might 
have  imagined  him  in  tiny  overalls  and  sun  hat. 


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CHAPTER  LV 
Bob  and  Billy's  Vacation 

THE  boys  had  been  at  school  several  weeks,  and 
Mary  Frances  and  Eleanor  were  well  started 
in  their  studies,  when  one  golden-leafed  day  in 
October,  each  girl  received  a  letter  from  her  brother 
as  they  stopped  at  the  post  office  on  their  way  from 
school. 

''We're  coming  home  on  Friday,"  both  letters  read 
alike,  "to  plant  the  bulbs,  and  we'll  expect  your  help 
after  school,  and  all  day  Saturday,  if  necessary;  and 
we'll  hope — just  hope — for  some  play  house  cooking." 

''Isn't  it  comical  for  them  to  say  just  the  same 
thing!"  exclaimed  Eleanor. 

"Won't  we  have  fun!"  Mary  Frances  answered. 
"Let's  see,  this  is  Wednesday.  I  wonder  if  Billy 
wrote  to  Mother."  And  away  they  flew  to  find 
out. 

"Mother,  you've  known  for  several  days,  I  just 
believe,"  declared  Mary  Frances,  whereat  her  mother 
laughed  and  confessed  that  she  had  known,  but  that 


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it  was  her  turn  to  keep  a  surprise  in  store  for  them. 
Then  all  three  fell  to  making  plans  for  the  visit. 

''We'll  give  a  dinner  in  the  play  house,"  decided 
Mary  Frances,  ''and  invite  you  and  Father." 

"Oh,  you  children  would  have  more  pleasure  with- 
out grown-ups,"  protested  her  mother. 

"Not  a  bit  of  fun  without  our  kind  of  'grown-ups,' 
you  mean,"  Mary  Frances  contradicted  lovingly. 
"Doesn't  she,  Eleanor?" 

"Yes,  indeed!"  Eleanor  answered  emphatically. 

"You  dear  children!"  was  all  the  mother  said,  but 
the  girls  knew  that  their  invitation  was  accepted. 

When  the  boys  came,  there  was  so  much  to  talk 
about  that  they  didn't  get  to  work  until  Saturday. 
There  w^ere  stories  of  the  jokes  which  the  second  year 
fellows  played  on  the  "Freshies,"  and  of  the  winning  of 
the  big  football  game,  and  of  the  rigid  training  in 
athletics,  and  a  volume  of  other  talk  new  to  the  girls; 
at  least,  new  to  Eleanor,  and  equally  entertaining  to 
Mary  Frances  and  her  parents. 

"I  wrote  'the  governor'  all  about  that,"  said  Bob 
as  he  finished  relating  one  particularly  amusing 
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The  girls  looked  puzzled. 

''He  means  his  'old  man/  "  explained  Billy. 

"Oh,  Billy!  How  you  talk!"  cried  Mary  Frances. 
"Do  you  mean  his  father?" 

"Sure  guess!"  nodded  Billy. 

"Well,  Father,  if  that's  the  way  they  learn  to  talk, 
I  shouldn't  think  you'd  let  them  go  back."  Mar}^ 
Frances  pretended  to  be  indignant. 

But  he  only  laughed,  saying,  "Oh,  they'll  outgrow 
it."  And  the  boys  took  up  anew  the  threads  of  their 
stories. 

It  was  quite  late  before  they  got  to  bed,  but  they 
were  up  bright  and  early  Saturday  morning. 

"We  fellows  haven't  time  now  to  explain  why 
bulbous  plants  bloom  so  readily  in  the  Spring." 

"We  know;  don't  we,  Mary  Frances?"  Eleanor 
exclaimed  without  thinking. 

Mary  Frances  pursed  her  lips  to  look  like  "Hush!" 
and  shook  her  head,  which  made  Eleanor  remember 
that  Jack-in-the-Pulpit  and  Bouncing  Bet's  lessons 
were  to  be  a  secret. 

"If  you  know  so  much,  Nell,"  Bob  replied 
mockingly,    "perhaps    you    can    tell    the     difference 


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between  a  corm,  a  rhizome,  a  tuber,  and  a  fleshy 
root." 

"Well!  Well!"  cried  Mary  Frances,  ''I  guess  we 
better  not  lay  claim  to  any  more  knowledge,"  and  she 
winked  at  Eleanor,  who  nodded  understandingly. 

''But,"  said  Billy,  opening  his  note-book,  ''we will 
tell  you  a  little  something  about — 

The  Planting  of  Bulbs 

Anyone  can  have  flowers  which  grow  from  bulbs. 

They  require  so  Httle  care  that  everybody  can  be  cheered 
in  the  early  Spring  with  the  sunshine  of  daffodils,  and  the  fragrance 
of  hyacinths,  and  the  gay  color  of  tulips ;  which,  after  the  dullness 
of  winter,  are  appreciated  more,  perhaps,  than  any  other  flowers. 

Their  leaves  and  flowers  being  wrapped  with  their  food  supply, 
in  the  storage  bulbs,  it  takes  only  the  call  of  a  few  days  of  warmth 
and  sunshine  to  bring  them  into  bloom. 
So  every  one  should — 

Plant  Spring-Flowering  Blt.bs  in  Autumn 

In  October  or  November  is  the  best  time  of  the  year  for 
planting  Spring-flowering  bulbs;  in  localities  where  the  Winters 
are  not  severe,  December  is  perfectly  safe. 

The  bulbs  should  have  time  to  make  some  roots  before  the 
ground  freezes. 


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Bulbs  do  not  like  clayey  soil,  nor  do  they  like  dampness; 
neither  do  they  thrive  on  fresh  manure. 

Remembering  this,  you  already  know  just  about  what  kind 
of  soil  they  need — well-drained,  loamy  soil,  full  of  humus  or  well- 
rotted  manure,  and  some  sand;  for  sandy  soil  is  needed  by  all 
bulbs. 

If  you  do  not  have  such  garden  soil,  dig  quite  large  holes  with 
your  trowel,  and  fill  them  with  such  a  mixture.  If  you  do  not  have 
well-rotted  manure,  use  a  sprinkling  of  bone  meal. 

Depth  to  Plant 

A  good  rule  for  the  depth  to  plant  bulbs  is  twice  their 
length;  but  sometimes  it  pays  to  plant  them  deeper  to  protect 
them. 

If  planted  deeper  they  come  into  bloom  a  little  later,  but  the 
protection  of  the  depth  may  save  them  from  destructive  freezing. 

Where  to  Plant  Bulbs 

Blooms  of  bulbs  look  beautiful  anywhere.  One  need  not 
hesitate  to  place  them  in  masses  (a  number  near  each  other)  in 
the  garden  borders,  for  after  they  bloom  and  die  down,  there  will 
be  no  bare  spots  if  some  annuals,  with  short  roots,  are  gro\vnover 
them;   such  as  alyssum,  ageratum,  violas,  verbenas. 

Plant  the  low-growing  sorts  of  bulbs  in  the  front,  and  the 
taller  kinds  in  the  back  of  the  garden. 


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Cover,  when  the  ground  begins  to  freeze,  with  several  inches 
of  dry  leaves  or  grass. 

Most  bulbs  do  best  if  not  lifted  after  blooming;  that  is,  let 
them  be  in  the  ground  for  several  years.  Then  the  new  bulbs 
which  have  grown  on  the  old  ones  will  need  to  be  separated  and 
planted. 

Narcissus  and  daffodils  may  remain  many  years  without 
disturbing. 

Hyacinths  do  not  do  as  well  as  other  out-door  hardy  bulbs, 
becoming  less  vigorous  each  year.  They  do  a  little  better  if  the 
bulbs  are  lifted  and  dried  in  the  Summer  and  replaced  in  the  Fall. 

If  you  plant — 

Bulbs  in  the  Grass 

One  caution  is  necessary:  after  they  are  through  blooming, 
wait  until  the  green  leaves  turn  yellow  before  cutting  the  grass. 
If  the  leaves  are  cut  before  they  turn,  the  bulbs  will  die. 

Nowhere  else  do  such  flowers  look  so  beautiful  as  in  the  grass.. 

To  plant  small  bulbs,  such  as  crocus,  dig  holes  in  the  turf 
with  an  apple-corer,  or  with  a  "dibble,"  which  is  a  pointed  stick. 
Throw  in  a  tiny  bit  of  bone  meal  and  some  sand.  After  placing 
the  bulb,  being  certain  to  put  the  root  end  down,  and  the  pointed 
top  up,  cover  with  sand  and  pack  the  turf  firmly  back  in  place. 

A  better  way  is  to  lift  the  turf  with  a  spado.  Dig,  to  loosen 
up  the  soil;  add  a  little  bone  meal;  plant  bulbs,  replace  sod. 

To  place  them  in  an  artistic  position,  throw  down  a  handful 
and  plant  where  they  fall. 


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CHAPTER  LVI 

Daffodil  and  Other  Bulbs 

OOD!"  Bob  approved  as  Billy  paused,  ''that's 
a  splendid  lecture,  Bill." 

''Isn't  it?"  cried  Eleanor.  "I  believe 
we  know  almost  everything  now  about  planting 
bulbs." 

"What  kinds  are  we  going  to  plant?"  asked  Mary 
Frances,  looking  at  the  large  package  the  boys  had 
brought  with  them. 

They  opened  it  and  Bob  began  to  speak:  *' Young 
ladies,"  he  commenced;  then,  "Oh,  I  say,  Bill,  I  can't 
come  this  'professor  act.'  You'd  better  do  the  lec- 
turing!" 

"No,  sir-ee!"  declared  Billy.  "It's  your  turn  now. 
Go  ahead." 

"Oh,  go  on,  Bob,"  cried  Eleanor. 
"Please  do!"  begged  Mary  Frances. 
All  right,   then,"   replied   Bob,   laughing,    "only 
'don't  expect  much  erudite  stuff  from  humble  me — 
even  when  I  read  my  notes. " 

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Then,  opening  his  book,  and  clearing  his  throat, 
he  started  once  more:  "Listen,  young  ladies,  and 
you  will  hear  of — 

Bulbs  to  Plant  in  the  Fall 
Snowdrops  \ 

The  earliest  Spring  garden  flower,  sometimes  coming  literally 
out  of  the  snow  as  early  as  February ;  but  usually  blooming  in 
March.  The  blossoms  are  small,  white,  bell-shaped,  not  in  the 
least  showy.  Only  one  who  has  come  upon  them  unexpectedly 
blooming  in  his  garden  knows  the  thrill  of  pleasure  which  they 
bring.  As  they  are  small  and  inexpensive,  plant  a  number  of 
bulbs  about  two  inches  apart,  to  cover  an  irregular  circle.  Once 
planted  they  take  care  of  themselves. 

Squills  (Scilla) 

Near  the  Snowdrops,  plant  in  the  same  way,  a  dozen  Siberian 
Squills.  Beautiful  blue  flowers,  which  will  bloom  perhaps  while 
some  of  the  Snowdrops  are  in  blossom.  Once  planted,  do  not 
disturb. 

Grape  Hyacinths  {Muscari) 

Little  stalks  of  tiny  tight  blue  bells,  or  white,  somewhat  the 
shape  of  tiny  fairy-folks'  grapes.  Everyone  should  have  a  dozen 
or  so  of  these  pretty  early  Spring-flowering  bulbs. 


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Narcissus  or  Daffodils 

Everybody  knows  a  daffodil,  for  breathes  there  a  human  being 
with  soul  so  dead  as  not  to  feel  warmth  of  heart  at  the  sunshine 
glow  of  its  yellow  petals? 

But  not  everybody  knows  the  difference  between  daffodils  and 
jonquils  and  narcissus. 

The  fact  is,  they  are  all  sold  by  dealers  under  the  name 
Narcissus. 

Every  Narcissus  has  a  "cup  and  saucer"  form.  In  some,  the 
cup,  or  trumpet,  is  tall;  in  some,  it  is  short;  in  others,  it  is  double: 
and  according  to  the  shape  of  the  cup,  each  Narcissus  is  named. 
All  dealers  agree  that  the  type  with  the  double  cup  is  called 
daffodil.  It  is  not  generally  thought  so  attractive  as  the  single  sorts. 
The  single  sorts  are  of  the  following  different  varieties  of 
Narcissus: 

Giant  Trumpet.     Very  show>',  with  large  cups  and 

saucers.  Buy  "Emperor,"  and  "Empress." 
Medium  Trumpet.  ("Star"  Narcissus.)  Not  so 
large  nor  attractive,  but  very  graceful.  Buy 
"Barii  Conspicuus." 
Poet's  Narcissus.  Old-fashioned  favorite.  Charming 
fragrant  white  flowers,  with  cups  edged  with  red. 
Buy  "Poeticus"  (Pheasant's  Eye)  or  "King  Edward 
VII."     Very  easily  grown. 

Jonquils  are  the  small-flowering  type  of  Narcissus.  They  are 
easily  grown,  and  many  have  a  charming  fragrance. 


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Polyanthus  A^arcissus  or  Nosegay  Daffodils  are  the  little 
clustered  kind  grown  indoors. 

All  these  distinctions,  and  many  others,  are  made  by  the 
dealers,  but  almost  everyone  of  us  thinks  of  all  the  yellow  Narcissus 
as  Daffodils.  They  grow  so  readily,  with  almost  no  care,  that 
everyone,  with  only  the  tiniest  garden,  should  plant  at  least  a 
half  dozen  bulbs  of  the  "Giant  Emperor." 

Within  a  few  years  after  planting,  the  Spring  will  bring 
dozens  of  blossoms  of — 

"  Daffodown-dilly, 
Come  up  to  town, 
In  a  green  petticoat 
And  a  gold  gown." 


Hyacinths 

Single  sorts  do  better  than  double.  As  a  rule,  hyacinths  do 
not  improve  from  being  kept  in  the  ground  all  Winter;  they  may  be 
taken  up  and  stored  in  a  cool  cellar  over  Winter  to  be  planted  in 
the  early  Spring;  but  a  better  plan  is  to  let  the  old  bulbs  grad- 
ually "run  out,"  and  plant  a  few  new  bulbs  each  Fall.  These 
are  sent  to  dealers  every  Autumn  from  Holland,  because  the 
climate  of  Holland  is  nearly  perfect  for  bulb  growing.  Sometimes 
hj^acinths  do  quite  well  for  a  number  of  years  kept  in  the  ground 
out-of-doors. 

Their  charming  fragrance,  color  and  form,  make  them  a  most 
attractive  flower.    They  come  in  white,  pinks  and  purples. 


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Tulips  < 


Tulips 
The  most  gorgeous  of  all  Spring-flowering  bulbs. 

Early  Single.  Grow  about  eight  inches  high;  come  in 
pinks,  reds,  yellows,  white. 

Early  Double.  These  are  not  so  beautiful  as  the  single 
varieties. 

Cottage  Garden  (May  flowering).  A  tall  variety,  growing 
about  eighteen  inches  high,  blooming  much  later  than 
the  Early  Single. 

Darwin.  The  most  desirable  of  all  tulips,  but  not  very- 
early.  The  tallest  grow  nearly  thirty  inches  high. 
Globe-shaped  flowers  of  most  brilliant  shades  of  reds, 
purples,  pinks  and  white.  If  yellow  is  desired,  buy 
one  of  the  Cottage  Garden,  for  there  are  no  yellow 
Darwins. 

Parrot.  Showy;  of  variegated  shading  and  irregular 
petals.  Not  so  artistic  as  single  sorts,  but  very  odd 
and  interesting.     Buy  only  a  few  bulbs. 

While  tulips  are  most  effective  if  planted  in  groups  or  masses, 
an  edging  of  the  stiff  blooms  of  the  Early  Single  is  delightful, 
especially  if  a  red  is  alternated  with  a  white.  They  look  almost 
like  "candles  in  bloom." 

Lilies 

Lilies  dislike  sour  soil,  so  sprinkle  some  lime  over  the  ground 
before  digging  it  deeply.     A  little  powdered  charcoal  in  each  hole 


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helps,  too,  and  it  is  well  to  dust  each  bulb  with  flowers  of  sulphur 
to  protect  from  worms  and  mildew. 

Lilies  love  shade,  and  do  best  among  other  perennials  because 
they  will  shade  their  roots,  which  spread  out  near  the  surface  of 
the  ground.  By  the  way,  since  they  spread  near  the  surface,  do 
not  "cultivate"  lilies.  Do  not  disturb  the  bulbs,  which  will  bloom 
for  years  if  planted  right  in  the  first  place.  Most  lilies  bloom  in 
Mid-summer. 


Hardy  Lilies  < 


Plantain  Lily  (Funkia).  The  most  easily  grown, 
with  spikes  of  blooms  about  eighteen  inches 
high,  in  white,  blue  or  lavender. 

Yellow  Day  Lily  (Hemerocallis).  Grows  any- 
where, sometimes  killing  out  other  flowers. 
Blooms  on  stems  about  thirty  inches  high. 

Madonna  Lily  (Candidum).  Beautiful,  stately, 
tall  white  lilies  with  delightful  fragrance.  They 
resemble  "Easter  Lilies."  Cover  bulbs  with 
only  two  inches  of  soil. 

Red  Spotted  Lily  (Lilium  Speciosum  Rubrum). 
A  tall  Japanese  lily,  easily  grown.  Large  white 
flowers  dotted  with  red,  borne  on  a  tall  stem. 

Tiger  Lily  (Tigrinum).  Orange  spotted  with 
black.     Very  easily  grown. 

Lilies-of-the-V alley.  Grown  from  "pips,"  or  tinj'; 
bulbs.  Plant  in  the  Spring, in  rich  earth.  They 
like  some  shade. 


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Iris  (Flags) 

Spanish  Iris.  Exquisite  orchid-like  blooms,  in  white  and 
rich  shades  of  blue,  yellow,  bronze. 

German  Iris.     Very  easily  groAMi  and  very  desirable. 

Bulbs  to  Plant  in  Early  Spring 
Among  these  are: 

Tuberoses 

Plant  in  May,  and  again  in  June  and  July,  in  order  to  have  a 
continuation  of  bloom  of  these  powerfully  fragrant  and  beautiful 
white  flowers. 

Gladiolus 

These  bulbs  are  planted  in  May  and  June  at  two  weeks 
intervals,  in  order  to  have  blooms  from  July  to  October.     They 
like  rich  soil'J^and  powdered  sheep  manure,  which  is  sold  by  the 
l)ound,  is  a  good  substitute  for  rotted  stable  manure.     They  like 
the  sunny  places. 

The  bulbs  of  both  tuberoses  and  gladiolus  should  be  taken 
out  of  the  ground  in  the  Fall  after  the  foliage  becomes  yellow. 
The  stems  are  cut  off  and  the  bulbs  dried  on  an  airy  shelf,  or  any 
place  which  is  neither  very  warm  nor  very  cold.  They  are  set  in  the 
ground  again  in  the  Spring. 

Cannas  and  dahlias  grow  from  fleshy  roots  and  are  planted 
in  the  Spring  also.     The^'  are  lifted  and  dried  in  the  Fall. 


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If  your  garden  space  is  small,  the  following  selection  of  bulbous 
plants  will  give  a  great  deal  of  enjo>'Tnent: 

Hardy  Bulbs  for  ^  Small  Garden 

6  Snowdrops 

C  Grape  Hyacinths  (2  white,  4  blue) 

6  Ei^peror  Daffodils 

6  Poet's  Narcissus  (Pheasant's  Ej^e) 

G  Early  Single  Tulips 

12  Darwin  Tulips  (3  each,  of  four  different  c61ors) 

3  Spanish  Iris 

6  German  Iris 

Growing  Bulbs  IndCors 

It  is  very  interesting  and  delightful  to  grow  bulbs  indoors, 
where  the  warmth  ''forces"  them  into  bloom  in  ti^jie  cold  winter 
months.  If  they  are  managed  in  the  right  way,  you  may  have 
blooms  from  Christmas  on.  Do  not  attempt  to  have  over  a  half 
dozen  pots  the  first  year. 

Bulbs  may  be  grown  indoors  in  pots  or  in  prepared  fibre, 
which  may  be  bought  of  a  dealer. 

If  growTi  in  pots,  prepare  a  rich  soil  of  sand  and  leaf  mold. 
If  impossible  to  get  leaf  mold,  use  a  sprinkling  of  bone  meal. 
Place  some  pieces  of  broken  flower  pots  or  pebbles  in  the  bottom 
of  the  pots  to  drain  the  water  off,  or  the  bulbs  will  mold. 

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in  the  pot,  but  do  not  make  it  wet  enough  to  wring.  Plant  bulbs 
as  in  soil,  but  do  not  pack  in  tight.  After  watering,  turn  pot  on 
the  side  to  drain  off  the  water.  A  piece  of  charcoal  in  the  bottom 
of  the  pan  or  pot  keeps  the  fibre  sweet. 

Hyacinths  do  well  when  grown  in  glass  vases.  The  glass 
vases  used  are  made  for  the  purpose,  and  hold  the  bulb  just  above 
the  water — not  touching. 

The  main  point  in  growing  bulbs  indoors  is  to  arrange  to  keep 
them  growing  in  a  dark,  cool  place  until  the  roots  have  formed  and 
the  leaves  show  about  three  inches. 

This  is  accomplished  in  several  different  ways.  Perhaps  the 
simplest  of  all  is  to  place  the  pots  on  a  cool  cellar  floor  and  cover 
them  with  ashes,  which  will  assure  their  being  kept  in  the  dark. 
Keep  them  damp  by  watering  the  ashes  once  or  twice  a  week. 
(The  same  idea  is  better  carried  out  by  the  use  of  a  cold  frame,  the 
making  of  which  is  described  in  the  next  chapter.) 

Place  the  pots  on  ashes  in  the  frame,  throwing  three  or 
four  inches  of  ashes  over  them;  or  use  dried  peat  moss  instead 
of  ashes.     This  is  sold  by  dealers  in  seeds  and  plants. 

Place  glass  cover  on  the  cold  frame  when  the  weather  becomes 
severe. 

About  three  weeks  before  you  wish  them  to  bloom  bring  some 
of  the  potted  bulbs  into  the  warmth  of  the  house.  Do  not  place 
them  immediately  in  a  very  warm  place  or  in  the  sunlight.  Give 
^them  as  much  fresh  air  as  possible. 

After  planting  bulbs  in  prepared  fibre,  or  hyacinths  in  glasses, 


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keep  them  in  a  dark,  airy  closet  until  the  roots  have  formed,  whicli 
will  be  in  about  six  weeks.  Then  bring  them  into  warmth  and 
light.  The  roots  of  the  hyacinth  should  reach  the  bottom  of  the 
glasses  before  bringing  them  into  the  light. 

Daffodils  and  single  tulips,  crocuses,  polyanthus  narcissus 
(often  grown  in  pebbles  in  water)  all  are  easily  forced  into  bloom 
indoors. 

"But/'  added  Billy  as  Bob  drew  a  long  breath, 
"growing  bulbs  indoors  is  a  rather  tedious  experi- 
ment, and  better  not  be  attempted  by  young  children," 
as  he  pulled  Mary  Frances'  hair  ribbon  untied. 

"Well,  neither  of  you  would  have  known  much, 
Mr.  Superior  Knowledge,"  laughed  Eleanor,  "if  yo,u 
hadn't  studied  this  all  within  a  week  or  so." 

"Let's  begin  to  plant,"  was  Billy's  answer. 


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CHAPTER  LVII 

Billy  Builds  a  Hotbed 

URING  the  Christmas  holidays  the  children 
made  wonderful  plans  for  their  gardens. 

"Everything  should  be  started  very  earlj'/' 
said  Bob,  airing  his  newly  acquired  knowledge,  ''and 
the  best  place  to  start  seeds  is  in  a  hotbed." 

''I  tell  you  what  w^e'll  do,  Bob,"  Billy  suggested. 
''Let's  come  home  in  March  and  build  one!" 

"Won't  that  be  grand!"  cried  the  girls  with  enthu- 
siasm.    "We'll  help  all  we  can." 

"Ah!  You  can't "  began  Billy,  then  stopped. 

So  one  sunny  day  in  the  early  part  of  March^  just 
the  very  day  Eleanor  discovered  some  of  the  snowdrops 
blooming,  the  boys  surprised  them.  About  an  hour  after 
they  came,  the  lumber  and  sashes  for  the  hotbed  arrived. 

"We  bought  the  frames  ready  to  set  up,"  Billy  said, 
"but  a  fellow  could  make  one  quite  well.  Even  a 
grocery  box,  if  cut  in  the  right  shape  and  covered  with 
glass,  makes  a  good  substitute." 


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"Yes,  we  made  that  kind  at  school  for  practice," 
added  Bob,  and  to  show  how  well  he  had  learned  his 
lesson,  he  started  to  dig  where  they  had  decided  to 
place  the  hotbed. 

Meanwhile  Billy  referred  to  his  useful  note  book, 
and  explained  what  they  were  about  to  do.  ^'The 
situation  is  very  important,"  he  said,  '^for  we  learned 
at  school  that  a — 


vNV,  -<N. 


Hotbed  - 

should  be  sheltered  from  the  north  winds;  so,  if  possible,  i)lace  it 
on  the  south  side  of  a  large  building. 

Let  it  slant  toward  the  sunny  south,  where  the  glass  sash  will 
catch  the  sun's  rays. 

You  see,  a  hotbed  is  a  tiny  greenhouse.— Jn  both  a  greenhouse 
and  a  hotbed,  artificial  heat  is  supplied. 

Greenhouses  are  heated  by  steam  or  hot  water  pipes :  ordinary 
hotbeds  are  heated  by  fresh  manure,  which,  in  the  process  of 
decomposing,  gives  off  a  great  amount  of  heat. 

Heat,  air  and  sunhght  are  essential  for  plants'  growth. 

The  slanting  glass  sash  catches  the  sunshine,  and  holds  in 
the  heat  which  the  manure  gives  off.  The  sashes  are  raised  a 
little  in  the  warmest  part  of  each  day,  which  gives  the  plants  air. 

The  frame  is  generally  about  eighteen  inches  high  in  back  and 
twelve  inches  in  front. 


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Dig  nearly  two  feet  deep,  in  a  space  a  foot  wider  and  longer 
than  the  frame. 

Get  ready  a  pile  of  fresh  horse  manure  which  has  been  mixed 
with  one-third  as  much  bedding  straw  or  litter. 

If  very  dry,  sprinkle  with  water.  When,  in  a  day  or  two,  it 
begins  to  steam,  turn  it  well  over,  and  in  a  day  or  so  more,  fill 
the  dug-out  space  to  within  six  inches  of  the  top. 

Place  the  frame  on  this,  and  bank  up  the  outside  with  more 
manure.     Cover  the  manure  with  earth. 

Fill  the  inside  with  earth  six  or  eight  inches  deep,  and  water 
with  a  sprinkler. 

Put  on  the  sash,  and  place  a  thermometer  inside.  It  may  go 
up  to  120  degrees,  but  in  a  few  days  will  come  down  to  90  degrees, 
when  the  bed  is  ready  for  planting. 

Seeds  may  be  planted  direct  in  the  soil,  but  a  more  convenient 
plan  is  to  fill  shallow  boxes,  called  "flats,"  with  soil,  and  plant 
the  seeds  in  them,  placing  them  in  the  hotbed.  They  are  easily 
lifted  if  a  slat  is  nailed  across  the  middle,  when  the  young  plants 
are  ready  for  transplanting  into  the — 

Cold  Frame 

The  frame  and  glass  sash  of  a  cold  frame  arc  just  like  those  of 
a  hotbed,  but  the  cold  frame  is  placed  on  the  ground  without  fresh 
manure,  sometimes  without  any  manure. 

Usually,  the  earth  is  dug  u]3  to  the  depth  of  a  foot  and 
mixed  with  well-rotted  manure  and  the  frame  placed  on  top  of  it. 
Soil  is  also  banked  up  on  the  outside  for  protection  from  cold  winds. 


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An  old  cooled  off  hotbed  is  really  a  cold  frame. 
A  cold  frame  is  always  useful  for — 

1.  "Wintering  over"  plants  a  little  too  tender  to  leave  unpro- 
tected. 

2.  Transplanting  seedlings  (young  plants)  from  the  hotbed, 
Avhere  they  will  gradually  become  accustomed  to  a  cooler  atmos- 
phere before  they  are  placed  in  the  outside  ground. 

Young  lettuce  plants  may  be  placed  in  the  cold  frame  in  the 
Autumn,  and  will  supplj''  salad  nearly  all  winter. 

Parsley  and  herbs  will  stay  green  the  winter  through  if  placed 
in  the  cold  frame. 

Some  hardier  seeds  may  be  started  in  the  cold  frame  instead 
of  the  hotbed;   such  as  cucumber  or  melons. 

Always  cover  the  sash  with  burlap  or  old  carpet  on  very  cold 
nights,  to  prevent  young  plants  from  freezing. 

Before  the  boys  returned  to  school,  the  children  had 
sowed  in  their  new  hotbed  the  seeds  of  the  following- 
flowers  and  vegetables: 


Ageratum 

Lettuce 

Alyssum 

Radishes 

Corn  flowers 

Parsley 

Snapdragons 

Tomatoes 

Peppers 


CHAPTER   LVIII 
Some  Hints  on  Growing  Vegetables 


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MARY  FRANCES  repeated  to  Eleanor  some  of 
the  lessons  which  Billy  had  given  her  on 
growing  vegetables. 

She  had  a  little  book  in  which  she  had  taken  notes. 

''Bill}'  told  me/'  she  said,  ''that  when  he  was 
little,  he  used  to  wonder  why  things  wouldn't  grow  if 
they  were  just  'stuck  down'  in  the  ground.  You 
see,  he  didn't  know  that  the  making  of  the  beds  was 
the  most  important  matter  of  all." 

"Why,  I've  heard  people  saj^  that  anything  would 
grow  if  planted  by  certain  people — that  they  'had 
luck,'  "  Eleanor  stated. 

"If  you  had  watched  those  very  people,"  Mary 
Frances  replied  wisely,  "you  would  probably  have 
seen  that  they  loosened  up  the  soil  before  they  '  stuck  ^ 
the  plant  down." 

"I  imagine  that's  true,"  agreed  Eleanor. 

"Well,"  Mary  Frances  continued,  opening  her  book, 
"as  you  know,  in  getting  the  outdoor  beds  ready,  you — 


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(1)  Dig  deep  to  loosen  the  soil; 

(2)  Spread  over  it  well-rotted  manure; 

(3)  Dig  and  turn  the  soil  over  again; 

(4)  Rake  the  top  soil  fine  and  level. 

It  is  a  good  plan  to  spread  leaves  and  manure  over  the  ground 
in  the  Fall  and  dig  them  in  in  the  Spring  to  make  the  soil  rich 
and  crumbly,  or  friable. 

Did  you  ever  think  how  many  different  parts  of  plants  are 
used  for  food? 

We  eat  the  roots  of  some  vegetables;  such  as  beets,  carrots, 
radishes,  turnips. 

Of  others  we  use  the  leaves;  such  as  lettuce,  celery,  cabbage, 
spinach,  parsley. 

Of  others,  the  seeds;   as  beans,  peas,  corn. 

Of  others,  the  fruit;   as  peppers,  melons,  tomatoes. 


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The  Earliest  Vegetables  to  Plant 

The  following  vegetable  seeds  are  not  very  delicate,  and  can 
stand  a  good  deal  of  frost. 

Plant  as  soon  as  the  ground  is  warm,  about  the  first  of 
April. 

f     The    new    early    "Lactonia"    peas    are   to   be 

_,  ,      ,    •     ,         recommended,  because  it  is  not  necessary  to  use 

Plant    seeds   2    mches    .       ,    ,      ^,         ,       ^•    u  n 

^  brush  for  them  to  climb  upon.      Buy  one  pmt. 

'  P    , '  P>     2     i^^  pg^g  every  week  for  a  month  to  have  them 

feet  between  rows.  •         r         a         .l    *•  /it  •     ^   m 

[ripen  from  time  to  time     (successively  ). 


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Lettuce 

Plant     seeds     5     inch 
deep,     broadcast,    or     3  { 
inches    apart,  in   rows    1 
foot  apart. 


"All  Heart"  is  very  delicious.  Remember  that 
lettuce  will  be  much  more  tender  and  crisp  if 
grown  very  quickly  in  beds  rich  in  manure.  Over 
it,  a  shade  frame  should  be  used  in  mid-summer 
and  hot  weather. 

In  transplanting  to  rows  from  the  hotbed,  put 
plants  6  inches  apart. 

Cos,  or  Romaine,  or  Celery  Lettuce  is  very 
easily  grown.  The  heavy  ribs  of  the  leaves  are 
crisp  and  good.     It  grows  quite  well  in  hot  weather. 


Ojiiotis 

Cover  the  onion  with 
soil.  Leave  2  inches 
between  onions;  6  inches 
between  rows. 


Buy  yellow  onion  sets — one  pint.  It  takes  two 
years  to  raise  onions  from  seeds.  When  ready  to 
pull,  take  every  other  one  or  so,  leaving  the 
smallest  to  grow  larger. 


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Radvihef; 

5  inch  deep,  about  2 
iiK'hes  apart.  Rows  1  foot 
apart,  or  broadcast. 


Beets 

Seeds  1  inch  deep,  2 
inches  apart,  in  rows  1 
foot  apart. 


The  best  are  the  little  red  globe  shape.  Sow 
some  in  early  Spring  in  hotbed.  Sow  every  week 
to  have  "successive,"  crops.  They  wiU  be  ready 
in  about  four  weeks.  Radishes  hke  a  sprinkling 
of  Ume  in  the  soil. 


Buy  five-cent  package  of  Crosby's  "Egyptian.'' 
Seeds  may  be  sowed  thick,  for  not  all  germinate. 
Thin  the  rows  by  pulling  the  weakest  plants. 
The  j'oung  leaves  may  be  cooked  as  "greens." 
Never  cut  the  tops  off  of  beets  when  cooking. 
Cut  off  only  the  leaves.  Beets  may  be  sowed 
again  in  June  for  a  late  crop. 


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The  Second  Early  Vegetables  to  Plant 
(About  ten  days  after  the  first) 


Carrots 

Sow  J  inch  deep,  3 
inches  apart,  in  rows  Ij 
feet  apart . 


Leeks 

Sow  seeds  1  inch  deep, 
2  inches  apart,  in  rows  1 
loot  apart. 


Parsley 

Sow  §  inch  deep,  about 
4  inches  apart,  in  rows  1 
foot  apart. 


Buy  one  package  "Sutton's  Red  Intermediate." 
Carrots  do  not  Uke  new  rich  soil. 

Radishes  may  be  sowed  between  the  rows;  for 
j  they  will  be  pulled  before  the  carrots  need  much 
I  room.  Sow  carrots  rather  thick,  and  thin  out 
[  weak  plants. 

Buy  one  package  "Prizetaker  Leeks."  Sow  in 
March  or  April,  and  when  they  are  about  half  a 
foot  high,  transplant  to  deep,  rich  soil,  6  inches 
apart,  in  rows  1  foot  apart.  Plant  deep,  to 
"blanch,"  or  whiten  the  tops. 

Leeks  may  be  sowed  in  September  and  trans- 
planted in  the  Spring. 

Buy  one  package  "Dwarf  Perfection"  or  "Moss 
Curly."  Soak  seed  over  night  in  water.  Parsley 
may  be  broadcast  if  space  is  limited.  Add  an 
equal  quantity  of  sand  to  the  seeds  to  help 
sowing.  Throw  Band  and  seeds  over  the  seed  bed. 
Cover  by  using  a  toy  rake.  When  4  inches  high, 
it  may  be  transplanted  to  rows.  "  Winters  over  " 
in  cold  frame,  and  in  some  localities  outdoors,  if 
covered  with  leaves. 


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Sow  broadcast  in  March  in  flats  (shallow  boxes) 
in  hotbed,  or  under  glass.  When  2  or  3  inches 
high,  thin  out.  When  ground  is  really  warm,  set 
out  15  inches  apart  in  rows  2  feet  apart.  Children 
will  not  need  more  than  half  a  dozen  plants  of 
large  sweet  peppers.      Buy  "Chinese  Giant." 

Little  red  peppers  are  particularly  pretty  in  the 
garden,  and  are  useful  for  flavoring  soup — use 
only  a  half  or  a  quarter  of  one,  though.  Buy 
"SmaU  Chih"  or  "Red  Cherry."  • 


Sow  about  a  dozen  seeds  in  late  March  or  early 
April  in  strawberry  bo.\  filled  with  rich  soil,  and 
place  under  glass.  Some  warm  day  in  May,  make 
a  hill  about  eight  inches  high,  and  after  tearing 

<  off  the  bottom  of  the  box,  plant  it  in  the  hill. 
After  a  few  days,  thin  out  the  weakest  plants, 
leaving  three  or  four  standing.  Two  or  three  moth 
balls    in    the    ground,    when    the  leaves   come 

^  through,  will  keep  bugs  away. 


Sugar  Com  takes  up  so  much  room  in  the 
garden  that  only  a  very  few  hills  should  be  planted 
by  a  child.  When  the  weather  is  very  warm, 
make  little  hills  3  feet  apart.  Drop  6  corn  kernels 
\  a  httle  distance  apart  into  the  hole.  Cover  with 
about  an  inch  of  soil.  Shallow  cultivation  helps. 
Buy  one  package  "Stabler's  Early"  for  early 
corn;  one  package  "Stowell's  Evergreen"  for 
later  crops. 


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Lima  Beans.  Buy  "Bush  Limas,"  because  it 
will  not  be  necessary  to  set  poles  for  them  to 
climb  upon.  Wood  ashes  mixed  with  the  soil 
helps  them  gi-ow.  They  do  not  Uke  damp,  heavy 
soil.  Do  not  plant  before  warm  weather,  because 
beans  are  tender.  Plant  in  ivarm  weather,  edge- 
wise, with  the  "eye"  down. 

String  Beans.  Buy  "Stringless  Green  Pod." 
Plant  every  week  after  all  danger  of  frost  is  past, 
2  inches  deep,  6  inches  apart,  in  rows  IS  inches  or 
/2  feet  apart. 


Beans 

2  inches  deep,  6  inches 
apart,  in  rows  18  inches 
apart 


Tomatoes 

Plants,    2   feet    apart, 
in  rows  3  feet  apart 


Tomato  Trei.lis  or  Support 


It  is  best  for  the  small  gardener  to  buy  the 
plants  and  set  them  out  in  rows  when  the  weather 
is  really  warm.  "Earliana"  is  the  best  early 
variety. 

"Ponderosa"  la  the  best  later  variety.  If  you 
sow  seeds,  start  them  under  glass  in  March  or 
even  earUer.  When  plants  are  about  3  inches  high, 
transplant  to  strawberry  boxes.  Break  bottom  of 
box  and  transplant  box  into  the  open  gi-ound 
when  it  is  really  warm.  Tomatoes  need  6ui)por(.s 
to  rest  or  cUmb  upon.  The  simplest  support  is 
a  stake  driven  down  near  them,  to  which  the 
stems  are  tied  as  they  grow.  Stakes  driven  at 
intervals  with  heavy  cords  running  from  one  to 
the  other  make  another  good  support;  but  the 
best  is  a  slat  frame. 

If  grown  from  seeds,  they  will  not  be  ready  for 
about  18  weeks. 


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Potatoes 


White  Potatoea.  It  is  best  for  children  not  to 
attempt  to  grow  more  than  one  plant  of  potatoes, 
but  they  may  be  interested  to  know  that  white 
potatoes  are  grown  from  the  "eye,"  cut  in  a  large 
square-shaped  piece  of  the  potatoes.  The  pota- 
toes form  on  the  roots  of  the  bush,  and  are  dug 
and  stored  in  the  Fall. 

Sweet  Potatoes  grow  on  the  roots  of  a  very  pretty 
vine  which  trails  over  the  ground.  To  get  the 
young  plants,  some  sweet  potatoea  are  gi-own  in 
hotbeds,  and  the  vines  are  transplanted  in  hot 
weather  to  open  ground. 


In  transplanting,  always  press  with  your  fingers  the  soil 
firmly  down  around  the  roots. 

Fertilizers 

As  you  know,  in  order  to  make  good  and  rapid  growth,  plants 
need  the  right  kind  of  food.  Manure  is  the  best  fertilizer.  In 
manure  almost  every  kind  of  plant  food  is  supplied,  but  there  are 
chemical  foods  which  stimulate  growth  and  are  easily  applied. 
If  it  is  impossible  to  obtain  manure,  use  decayed  vegetables  and 
leaves,  and  Commercial  Fertilizer,  which  is  made  up  of  the  mineral 
or  chemical  food  needed  by  plants.  Do  not  use  too  much,  for 
it  is  very  heating  and  may  burn  the  roots  of  young  plants.  Never 
let  the  roots  come  into  direct  contact  with  the  powder — always 
sprinkle  some  earth  over  it  after  throwing  a  small  quantity  (about 
two  tablespoonfuls)  in  a  hole. 


Some  Hints  on  Growing  Vegetables       355 

Bone  meal  or  Ground  Bone  is  another  excellent  food.  If 
sprinkled  on  the  ground  and  dug  in  around  the  roots  of  roses,  it 
^^dll  give  them  a  good  food  supply. 

Nitrate  of  Soda  is  a  very  stimulating  food  for  vegetables.  Use 
1  tablespoonful  in  4  quarts  of  water  in  the  sprinkler.  Do  not  use 
until  the  plants  are  at  least  3  inches  high,  and  only  once  in  two 
weeks.     Sprinkle  ground  near  roots — do  not  sprinkle  leaves. 

Cow  Manure  and  Sheep  Manure  may  be  purchased  in  powdered 
form  for  use  in  a  small  garden,  and  in  this  form  are  most  easily 
managed  by  little  folks. 

Powdered  Sheep  Manure;  dug  in  around  the  roots  of  roses  once 
a  month  assures  a  wealth  of  bloom. 


Insecticides 

All  plants  will  be  attacked  by  insects. 

One  of  the  best  insecticides  for  children  to  use,  because  it  is 
not  poisonous  to  human  beings,  is  Slug  Shot,  a  patent  preparation, 
A\"hich  Avill  kill  worms  and  many  other  biting  insects.  It  is  inex- 
pensive and  need  be  dusted  but  lightly  on  foliage  which  is 
bitten. 

Tobacco  tea  made  by  throwing  boiling  water  over  tobacco 
stems,  and  letting  it  cool,  is  used  for  aphides  (Plant  lice). 

For  other  insecticides,  see  Chapter  XXIX. 


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Plant  in  deep  drills,  in  rich 
earth.  Give  them  a  wire 
frame  to  climb  upon.  Ncvci- 
water  at  night,  as  the  damp- 
ness causes  them  to  mildew. 
Pick  blossoms  daily. 


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Dates. 

Remarks. 

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CHAPTER  LIX 
The  City  Garden 

CHILDREN  who  live  in  the  city  usually  have  so 
little  ground  that  they  are  not  often  encouraged 
to  attempt  gardening. 
i^         Even  in  the  tiny  9  x  12  foot  city  yard,  provided 
it  has  sunshine  during  some  part  of  the  day,  a  sur- 
prising variety  of  plants  may  be  grown. 

In  the  new  style  of  building,  happily  the  old-fash- 
ioned boarded-up  fence  is  disappearing,  being  replaced 
by  iron  fencing,  which  gives  an  open  appearance  and 
admits  air  to  the  rear  of  the  dwelling;  but  if  one  lives 
where  the  garden  is  'Svalled  in,"  a  great  deal  of  pleas- 
ure may  be  gained  from — 

Hanging  Gardens 

Along  the  sunniest  wall  of  the  garden,  hang  boxes  on  iron 
brackets  as  shown  in  the  picture  on  this  page. 

The  lower  garden  should  be  placed  high  enough  to  let  the 
sunlight  into  the  small  hotbed  which  is  placed  on  the  ground. 

In  the  upper  garden,  annual  flowers  and  vines  may  be  grown. 

In  the  lower  garden,  plan  to  have — 

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A  Soup  and  Sauce  Garden 

containing  mint,  parsley,  chives,  onions,  little  red  peppers. 

In  the  ground  near  the  hotbed,  you  may  grow  tomatoes, 
carrots,  and — 

Okra  or  Gumbo 

Plant  seeds  in  May.  You  will  probably  need  only  two  plants, 
one  foot  apart.  Use  the  pods  while  young.  "White  Velvet" 
is  a  good  variety.  The  plants  groAv  three  feet  tall.  In  chicken 
or  tomato  soujo  the  beautiful  green  odd-shaped  slices  give  a  richness 
of  flavor. 

In  using  fresh  thyme  in  soup,  add  it  a  few  moments  before 
serving  instead  of  cooking  it  from  the  first,  and  notice  the  improve- 
ment of  flavor. 

In  the  hotbed  garden  you  may  have  radishes  and  lettuce  at 
the  time  thej^  come  with  their  tempting  freshness  and  their  high 
prices  in  the  Spring  markets. 

In   the   city,   many   flowering   plants   arc   groAMi   m   sunny 
windows.     The  following  named  will  be  found  among  the   be.'^; 
for  the — 

Indoor  Garden 

Hyacinths 

Chinese  Lilies 

Tulips 

Tuberous-rooted  Begonias 

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Bermuda  Buttercup  Oxalis  blooms  all  winter  in  clusters  of 
golden  yellow  flowers.  The  foliage  is  beauti- 
ful, resembling  that  of  clover. 

Grand  Duchess  Oxalis,  in  pink,  is  another 
charming  house  plant.  It  comes  in  white  and 
lavender  also. 

The  other  types  of  Oxalis  are  pretty  in 
hanging  baskets. 

The  bulbs  of  Oxalis  cost  from  three  to  five 
cents  each.  Plant  six  in  a  pot,  and  be  certain 
to  give  them  good  soil,  partly  leaf  loam. 
Keep  them  in  a  dark,  cool  place  for  a  short 
time.  Water  them  as  they  dry  out.  Brmg 
to  the  light  gradually.  They  will  sometimes 
bloom  in  six  weeks.  Oxalis,  already  started, 
may  be  had  of  a  florist. 

Another  pretty  house  plant  is  a  vine 
gro\ATi  from  a  sweet  potato  placed  in  a  hya- 
cinth glass  or  bottle  of  water. 

For  the  dining  table  center    piece,    the 
next  time  you  have  grapefruit  for  breakfast, 
save  the  seeds,  and  plant  them  quite  thick, 
Sweet  Potato  Vine   about  one-half  inch  deep,  in  a  shallow  earthen 
flower  pot.     Keep  well  watered.     It  may  take 
six  weeks  for  the  leaves  to  peep  through,  but  they  make  a  beauti- 
ful green  decoration  for  the  house  in  winter. 


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Do  not  forget  your  strawflowers  which  you  dried  in  the 
Summer.  They  look  pretty  with  the  Japanese  air  plant,  which 
stays  green  so  long  without  water. 

Watering  House  Plants 

Immerse  the  pot  in  a  bucket  of  water,  and  leave  it  until  it 
stops  bubbling.  This  done  twice  a  week  is  far  better  than  daily 
sprinkling.  Neither  is  it  good  to  keep  water  in  a  saucer  under  a 
plant ;  the  roots  do  not  like  a  constant  soaking.  Wash  the  leaves 
from  time  to  time,  and  when  the  weather  is  warm  enough,  give 
them  some  fresh  air. 

Tobacco  dust  will  keep  away  green  lice  (aphides);  so,  also, 
will  Persian  insect  powder.  Blow  either  on  with  little  bellows, 
or  "air  guns." 

There  is  a  plant  food  for  house  plants  which  is  sold  by  dealers. 
One  teaspoonful  dug  into  the  earth  once  in  two  weeks  is  very  bene- 
ficial to  their  growth. 


CHAPTER  LX 
Garden  Color-Pictures 

MOTHER  NATURE  never  makes  a  mistake 
if  left  to  her  own  choice  of  colors. 
Indeed,  she  is  a  real  color  artist.  What 
could  be  lovelier  than  the  purple  of  the  New  England 
aster,  near  the  lavender  of  the  Joe  Pye  weed,  with  an 
interlacing  of  wild  carrot  and- yarrow;  then,  not  too 
near,  the  dangling  orange  jewel  weed,  and  a  little 
farther  away,  the  brown  cat-tail — all  set  in  a  green 
frame,  in  the  soft  light  of  the  dove  blue  of  the  sk}^? 

That  is  just  one  of  Mother  Nature's  color-pictures. 
If  you  watch  her  many  pictures,  you  will  learn  that — 
Flowers  in. masses  are  more  beautiful  than  in  design. 
That  many  white  flowers  are  needed  to  divide  the 
severe  contrast  of  colors. 
That— 

[  purple  and  lavender 

Yellow  combines  well  with  J         ,  , 

scarlet 

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but  that  yellow  does  not  combine  well  with  crimson 
or  magenta. 

yellow 
Blue  combines  well  with 


cnmson,  magenta 
pink 


Light  pink  and  yellow  are  good  together,  depending 
upon  the  shades. 

It  is  difficult,  .to.  describe  the  beauty  of  Mary 
Frances'  garden.  Peeping  over  thci  green  velvet  of 
the  lawn  is  a  border  of  low-growing  white  flowers 
which  look  like  ribbons  of  snow.  They  are  sweet 
alyssum — "Little  Gem." 

Just  back  of  them  come  pink  Baby  Rambler  roses; 

next,  a  large  mass  of  charming  blue-lavender  eupato- 

rium;  and   "locking  arms"  with  the  eupatorium,  on 

the  other  side,   is  a  rudbeckia,  a  bush  bearing  little 

brown-eyed ' '  flowers . 

Between  the  pink  of  the  Baby  Rambler  and  the 
blue  of  the  eupatorium  is  a  bush  of  feverfew 
between  the  blue  of  the  eupatorium  and  the 
the  rudbeckia  is  the  white  of  achillea. 

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flowers .  form  the  most  perfect  oolor-picture  in  her 
garden. 

On  the  other  side  of  the  garden  are  perennial  sun- 
flowers which  are  so  much  more  desirable  than  golden 
glow,  and  beneath  them  are  brilliant  nasturtiums. 

One  must  remember  that  the  various  shades  of 
one  color  always  combine  well  together. 

For  instance,  in  the  Spring,  Mary  Frances  has 
pink  tulips  blooming  just  beneath  a  bush  of  flowering 
almond;  and  daffodils  beneath  golden  bell  or  forsy- 
thia. 

The  flowering  almond  and  forsythia  shrubs  that 
Mary  Frances  has,  she  grew  from  little  sprigs  which  a 
neighbor  gave  her.  She  simply  put  them  down  into 
the  ground  and  kept  them  well  watered! 

All  the  flowers  mentioned  except  nasturtiums  are 
hardy  perennials,  and  have  never  had  but  the  slightest 
care  since  planting  two  years  ago,  except  thinning 
out  where  they  became  too  thick. 


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CHAPTER  LXI 

Patterns  for  Paper  Flowers 

EAR  Girls  and  Boys: 

Don't  you  want  to  make  a  flower,  now  that 
you^begin  to  know  how  wonderful  they  are? 


To  Make  a  Wild  Rose 
Materials  required: 

Pink,  green,  yellow  tissue  paper;  white  tracing  paper;  very 
fine  wire;  heavy  wire  for  stem;  yellow  beads;  small  piece  bees-. 
wax;    pair  small  pincers;    scissors;    glue. 

1.  To  make  the  corolla, — 

(a)  Lay  a  piece  of  pink  tissue  paper  over  the  pattern  of  the 
corolla  shown  in  the  picture  on  the  next  page. 

(6)  Cut  out;  and  curl  the  tips  of  the  petals,  by  drawing  them 
through  between  the  thumb  and  blade  of  the  scissors,  just  as 
your  mother  does  ostrich  feathers. 

2.  Trace,  through  a  piece  of  tracing  paper,  the  calyx,  and 
foliage,  as  shown  in  the  picture.  Cut  out,  and  use  for  patterns 
in  cutting  green  tissue  paper  calyx  and  leaves, 

3.  To  make  the  stamens, — 
(a)  Cut  three  pieces  of  fine  wire,  two  and  a  half  inches  long, 

for  the  filaments.      (See  picture  of  stamens.) 

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(6)  Fasten  a  small  yellow  bead  anther  on  each  end  of  the 
wire  filaments,  by  bending  the  end  of  the  wire  over  the  bead 
with  pincers.     Fold  the  filament  wires  in  half. 

4.  To  make  the  pistil  and  stem, — 

(a)  Cut  a  piece  of  heavy  wire  six  inches  long — to  form  the 
stem. 

(6)  On  one  end,  fasten  a  large  yellow  bead  to  form  the  stigma. 
Cut  a  piece  of  fine  wire  eight  inches  long.  One  inch  below  the 
stigma  bead,  hold  the  folded  filament  wires  in  a  little  bundle 
around  the  stem  wire,  and  wind  with  the  fine  eight  inch  wire — to 
form  the  ovanj.  The  heavy  wire  between  the  stigma  and  the 
ovary  represents  the  style. 

5.  Cut  a  piece  of  beeswax  a  little  less  than  a  half-inch  square. 
Mould  it  with  the  fingers  under  hot  water  until  you  have  a  soft 
ball. 

6.  Slip  the  pink  corolla  up  the  ware  stem  until  over  the 
wound  wire.  Spread  the  stamsns  out  to  prevent  the  corolla 
from  slipping  off. 

7.  Fit  the  beeswax  over  the  wound  wire  to  form  the  calyx 
cup;  and  pack  a  tmy  bit  of  yellow  tissue  paper  into  the  opening 
of  the  corolla  under  the  stamens. 

8.  Wind  the  calyx  cup  with  the  green  tissue  paper  calyx 
which  you  cut  by  the  pattern,  and  fasten  the  end  with  a  tip  of 
glue. 

9.  Run  a  fine  wire  in  and  out  through  the  stems  of  the  foliage. 

10.  Cut  a  piece  of  green  tissue  paper  eleven  inches  long  and 
one  inch  wide.     Commencing  at  the  green  calyx  cup,  wind  the 


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stem  of  the  rose  with  this  green  strip  of  paper.  Half  way  down, 
insert  the  petiole  of  the  foliage,  or  leaves,  under  the  strip,  and 
continue  winding  to  the  end  of  the  stem.  Fasten  the  end  by 
winding  with  fine  wire. 

There!  you  have  the  flower,  and  you  know  the 
names  of  the  parts  as  well  as  Billy  and  Mary  Frances 
know  them. 


CHAPTER  LXII 
The  Mary  Frances  Garden  Cut-Outs 

EVERY  boy  or  girl  who  will  carefully  make  up 
the  Mary  Frances  Garden  Cut-Outs,  and  will 
study  the  lists  of  flow^ers  printed  on  the  reverse 
side  of  each  garden,  will  very  soon  become  familiar 
with  the  name,  season  of  bloom,  and  appearance  of 
the  best-known  perennials.  Notice  the  artistic  effect 
of  ''massing,"  or  grouping  the  same  kind  of  plants 
close  together. 

In  order  to  recognize  the  flowers  mentioned  in  the 
lists,  turn  to  Chapters  VII,  VIII,  IX,  and  X,  to  read 
descriptions. 


Directions  for  Making 
the  mary  frances  garden  cut-outs 

1.  Turn  to  the  picture  of  Mary  Frances*  Play  House  before V, 
the  Children  Planted  the  Gardens. 

Cut  along  the  red  Unes  A,  B,  C,  on  the  edge  of  the  picture ; 
and  D  in  center  of  grass  plot. 

2.  Turn  to  Mary  Frances'  Garden  Cut-Out  No.   1— Early 
Spring  Hardy  Garden. 

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Detach  or  cut  out  the  page. 

Cut  along  the  edges  of  each  colored  portion. 

3.  Insert  the  little  flaps  A,  B,  C,  D,  of  the  cut-out  por- 
tions into  the  openings  A,  B,  C,  D. 

4.  Follow  the  same  directions  in 

Garden  No.  2 — Early  Summer  Hardy  Garden. 

Garden  No.  3 — Mid-Summer  Hardy  Garden. 

Garden  No.  4 — Late  Sum.mer  or  Early  Fall  Hardy  Garden. 

You  will  be  delighted  with  the  fairy-like  way  in 
which  you  have  changed  the  landscape  in  front  of 
the  picture  of  Mary  Frances'  Play  House;  but  the 
pictures  give  only  a  slight  idea  of  the  beauty  of  the 
real  gardens  which  Billy  and  Mary  Frances  made. 
In  order  to  see  how  beautiful  the  flowers  are,  you 
will  have  to  plant  your  own  real  gardens. 

May  they  give  you  as  much  pleasure  as  they  did 
Billy  and  Mary  Frances. 


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CHAPTER  LXIII 

Little  Gardeners'  Calendar 

HE  following  plan  was  given  to  Mary  Frances 
and  Eleanor  by  the  boys. 
They  called  it— 


The  Little  Gardeners'  Calendar 

In  Mid-Winter  or  January,  plan  out  your  garden,  drawing  a 
map  and  filling  in  space. 


A  little  later,  in  Fehruary,  get  the  hotbed  ready,  and  spray 
roses  with  Bordeaux  Arsenate  of  Lead,  remembering  it  is  a  violent 
poison.  Use  one  tablespoon  to  a  quart  of  water.  This  will  help 
prevent  mildews  and  fungi. 


In  March,  or  even  in  Fehruary,  studj^  seed  catalogue  and  order 
seeds. 

Plant  some  seeds  in  the  hotbed. 

Prepare  some  of  the  out-door  seed  beds  by  spading  and 
manuring. 

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In  April,  transplant  hardier  plants  to  cold  frame,  or  open 
ground. 
^^  Spray  everything  agaui. 

If  weather  is  warm  enough,  sow  seeds  out  of  doors. 


In  May,  sow  seeds  of  some  annuals  and  vegetables  out-of- 
doors.  / 

Look  out  for  weeds:   kill  them  while  young. 


In  Jime,  plant  seeds  and  seedlings  in  open  ground. 


In  July,  plant  late  seeds;  carrots,  turnips,  etc. 


In  August,  start  perennials  for  [next  year.  Weed! 


In  October,  save  seeds  of  annual  flowers,  labeling  each  envelop© 
carefully. 

Set  out  bulbs,  unless  you  live  below  or  near  the  Mason  and 
Dixon  line;  November  is  a  better  time  in  that  case. 


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In  November,  rake  up  leaves  and  make  into  compost  heap. 
Throw  a  little  lime  among  them.  Never  bm-n  them.  They  make 
humus. 

Take  up  summer  bulbs  and  store  them  carefully. 

Spread  manure  over  the  ground  to  be  spaded  in  the  Spring. 

Hill  earth  about  six  inches  high  over  rose  bush  roots. 

Spread  litter  and  leaves  over  bulbs  and  perennials  to  protect 
them  during  winter. 

In  December,  trim  dead  wood  from  rose  bu^jhes. 
Destroy  nests  of  cocoons,  burning  them,  and  read  the  Mary 
Frances  Garden  Book. 


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CHAPTER  LXIV 


Budding  and  Grafting 


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0  most  boys  and  girls,  the  marvelous  method 
of  getting  new  varieties  of  fruit  is  a  matter  of 
great  interest. 


Graftino 


hi  budding,  as  you  know,  a  bud  is  set  under 
the  bark  of  a  growing  plant. 

hi  grafting,  the  top  of  the  plant  is  cut  off  and 
a  branch  of  another  plant  is  inserted.  These 
branches  are  usually  cut  in  the  Autumn  and  kept 
in  sand  all  winter. 

In  the  Spring,  the  tree  to  be  grafted  is  cut  and 
the  branch  (or,  scion)  is  inserted,  as  shown  in  the 
accompanying  drawing,  and  held  in  place  by  raffia  and  grafting  wax. 

It  was  not  until  the  boys'  second  winter  at  the 
garden  school  that  thej^  experimented  with  grafting 
peach  trees  and  budding  rose  bushes,  and  it  was  a  year 
later  before  they  knew  the  result  of  their  work. 

If  you  are  particularly  interested  in  the  subject, 
send  to  the  United  States  Department  of  Agriculture 
for  Bulletin  No.  157,  on  ''The  Propagation  of  Plants." 

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Prizes  at  the  County  Fair 


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EMEMBER  in  all  gardening,  that  experi- 
ence is  your  best  teacher.  Do  not  become 
discouraged  if  you  fail.  Do  not  undertake 
too  much.  Remember  that  most  people  fail  to  get 
good  plants  because  they  do  not  prepare  deep  good 
beds,  and  do  not  'cultivate,'  or  stir  the  ground. 
Watering  is  nothing  like  so  necessarj'." 

This  is  what  Mary  Frances  was  telling  a  number 
of  children  in  the  garden  one  day  as  Billy  came  upon 
her  unawares. 

''You  couldn't  have  better  advice,  children,"  he  said. 

"Than  Billy  gave  me,"  Mary  Frances  added. 
"He  taught  two  friends  and  me  so  well,  that  next  year 
we  are  each  to  have  our  own  garden  plot,  and  'race' 
with  Billy  to  see  w^ho  can  raise  the  finest  vegetables." 

"Some  of  the  very  finest  are  to  be  sent  to  the 
County  Fair,"  stated  Billy. 

"And  they'll  be  'winners,'  you  may  be  sure,"  Bob 
prophesied  as  he  and  Eleanor  joined  the  group. 

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"So  will  some  of  our  flowers,  won't  they,  Nell?" 

Before  Eleanor  could  answer  Mary  Frances,  there 
sounded  the  joyous  shrill  crow  of  Feather  Flop. 

"I'm  sure  they  will!"  it  meant  to  the  little  girl,  but 
none  of  the  others  seemed  to  hear  the  rooster. 

Perhaps  he  did  know — ^for  one  year  from  that  day, 
each  of  the  children  received  some  premiums  at  the 
County  Fair;  but,  to  Mary  Frances'  surprise,  she  had 
three  more  than  Eleanor;  two  more  than  Bob,  and 
one  more  than  Billy! 

"I  wonder  why  your  garden  did  better  than  all  the 
rest,"  said  Bob.  "You  didn't  seem  to  work  any 
harder  than  we  did." 

"Oh,  it  was  just  a  'happen  so,'  "  answered  Mary 
Frances,  but  she  remembered  that  many  a  morning 
she  had  seen  prints  of  the  claws  of  Feather  Flop  in  her 
garden,  and  a  little  pile  of  weeds  at 


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